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Copyright © 1999 by Debbie Ridpath Ohi
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I used to feel the lyrics slide inside my head
The music filled me up, and I felt I would explode in a
burst of coloured static, and the people all around, their eyes
on the ground.

CHORUS: (x2)
Bring me home to FilKONtario
Stay, sing with me - we'll
be all right, sing all night
with my friends at Filkontario

One fateful weekend, my friend took me to a filk, "What's a
filk", I said, and she laughed and took my hand, led me
to a room of people with guitars and easy smiles, and I
stayed a while.

CHORUS:
Bring me home to FilKONtario
Stay, sing with me - we'll
be all right, sing all night
with my friends at Filkontario.

So now I'm hooked, I go to filk cons every year, never
get much sleep, why sleep? I could be filking...
The circle changes but the smiles are still the same, and the
song remains.

BRIDGE:
(but each time, I) find it harder to say
good-bye at the end of day,
may our paths cross again,
my friend.

Our voices may not be all perfectly on key, but we
lift each other up, and share the melody as we
fill the room with music, and I know I'll be all right as we
sing into the night.

CHORUS (twice):
Bring me home to FilKONtario
Stay, sing with me - we'll
be all right, sing all night
with my friends at Filkontario.

Last updated 01/05/21 / Steve Macdonald