Come Home

Come home, you've been gone too long

I hear you walking like a tired dog

All alone in the wild untamed

A fading face in the picture frameWell, I'll be waiting when the cuckoo calls

A different place but the same four walls

I hear you crying for somebody's arms

Come home, away from harmTears, those tears and thorns

The unborn will pass through every storm

While the sad silent son, he sings for the kings

And the times they had last springCome home through the hurricane

The violent winds and the sharp chicanes

I see you swimming in the blackest sea

With the magnets and the mysteriesAbove the fireplace, upon the shelf

In the book where I find myself

Was it you who turned the page last night?

Come home, it will be alrightTears, those tears and thorns

The unborn will pass through every storm

While the sad silent son, he sings for the kings

And the times they had last springCome home, come home

Come home, come home

Come home, come home

Come home, come home