Highland Road

I have been sojourning
In a barren wilderness,
In a state of restlessness
For much too long.
Long have I been yearning
For waterfalls and creaks,
For lofty mountain peaks,
Where I belong.

Highland Road, lead me home;
Guide my steps, lest I roam.
I will press on;
I'm not alone,
Highland Road.

I have been uncertain,
Seeking what I could not find.
Now I see that I've been blind;
I'm headed home.
I know you've been waiting
For this weary traveler's feet.
How I've hoped someday we'd meet,
Highland Road.

Highland Road, lead me home;
Guide my steps, lest I roam.
I will press on;
I'm not alone,
Highland Road.

Highland Road, lead me home;
Guide my steps, lest I roam.
I will press on;
I'm not alone,
Highland Road.


© 2012 David Acosta Perez


I don't know what's happening to me: song after song is pouring out of me. Not that I mind. I have experienced dry spells many a time, but this is the striking opposite. Not sure if I want to refer to it as a wet spell, however.

This one is brand new, and it's a song idea I have been flirting with for quite some time. I love, love, love mountains; the feeling I get when I travel down a woodland road is incomparable. It's the double portion of it which I treasure: there's the quiet remoteness and beauty, of course; but there's also, most definitely, an awareness of God in such places--for me, at any rate. And sure, God is everywhere, but the stillness, the solace, the sacredness of forests, streams, wild animals, and lofty peaks never ceases to overwhelm me and instill in me a deep yearning for my Creator.

And so, this song was birthed out of that yearning...