Where His Soul Touches Down
This song was written by Tom Howard. Larry Norman recorded and released a cover to raise awareness of Tom's music.
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Version 1 is a full studio recording
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lyrics version 1
He grew up in the north land, a child who'd like most
Packed his belongings and headed for the coast
Ended his journey in a sleepy seaside town
Thinking he'd landed where his soul touches down
He met a sweet young lady in his twentieth year
Bold with his promises and hiding every fear
A rented tuxedo and a white satin gown
Never a thought to where his soul touches down
Sometimes he cries in the night 'cos he's lonely
And he cries for the life that might have been
And then he lies to himself and says he only wants his freedom
Attachments, he don't need 'em
He's a wild seed carried by the wind
He grew up in the north land, as much as people grow
Caught in the current, he surrendered to the flow
He knows he's lost now and he's in search of higher ground
He's looking to find his place, he's looking to end this chase
And to come to where his soul touches down
To where his soul touches down
Packed his belongings and headed for the coast
Ended his journey in a sleepy seaside town
Thinking he'd landed where his soul touches down
He met a sweet young lady in his twentieth year
Bold with his promises and hiding every fear
A rented tuxedo and a white satin gown
Never a thought to where his soul touches down
Sometimes he cries in the night 'cos he's lonely
And he cries for the life that might have been
And then he lies to himself and says he only wants his freedom
Attachments, he don't need 'em
He's a wild seed carried by the wind
He grew up in the north land, as much as people grow
Caught in the current, he surrendered to the flow
He knows he's lost now and he's in search of higher ground
He's looking to find his place, he's looking to end this chase
And to come to where his soul touches down
To where his soul touches down