Home lyrics - Angels & Airwaves

There's a wind that contains the night

A fellow shadow wanders free

And runs across the sandy floor with crooked jags and even seams

The moon is risen high above

The clouds can make them heavenly

A drought is kicked out of the clouds

By frozen rings and dirty streams

I'm home

I'm home

I'm home

I'm home

The neighbors drink and toast the pain

To fill up holes they may have made

A child plays a silly game

With toys that he's imagining

The world is a deadly place

That swallows us with crass and ease

The only thing left from your name is

A tragic love of poetry

I'm home

I'm home

I'm home

I'm home

I'm home

I'm home

I'm home

I'm home

Someday you'll come back

You'll come back

You'll come wake us

Someday you'll come back

You'll come back

You'll come wake us

Someday you'll come back

You'll come back

You'll come wake us

Someday you'll come back

You'll come back

You'll come wake us