The Wyndy Wyndy Road

I've lived here before in days of old 
  I recognise these buildings in my soul 
  I know each winding road 
  And every rise 
  Is friendly and familiar to my eyes 

  I've lived here before I do believe 
  I have rejoiced in these fields and I've grieved 
  I can feel it in my blood 
  That I belong 
  To this strange and stony rock I stand upon 

  Yet I cannot put a name upon it 
  I cannot place the time 
  Nor see the land as it once was 
  Nor tell which house was mine 
  No I cannot put a name upon it 
  Which was where and when 
  Yet here I am 
  A perfect stranger 
  Home again 

  There's confusion in my head as I depart 
  But a singing, ringing, soaring in my heart 
  For beyond all time and space and doubt 
  I know 
  I've lived here before 
  Long ago