A Sort of Homecoming

And you know it's time to go

Through the sleet and driving snow

Across the fields of morning, lights in the distance

And you hunger for the time

Time to heal, desire time

And your earth moves beneath

Your own dream landscape

Oh, oh, oh, on borderland, we run

I'll be there, I'll be there tonight

A high road, a high road out from here

The city walls are all come down

The dust a smoke screen all around

See faces ploughed like fields that once

Gave no resistance

And we live by the side of the road

On the side of a hill, as the valleys explode

Dislocated, suffocated, the land grows weary of its own

Oh, come away, oh, come

Oh, come away, I say I

Oh, come away, oh come away, oh come

Oh, come away, I say I

Oh, oh, oh, on borderland, we run

And still, we run

We run and don't look back

I'll be there, I'll be there tonight

Tonight

I'll be there tonight

I believe, I'll be there, somehow

I'll be there tonight

Tonight

Oh, come away, and I say, I say

Oh, come away, oh, I say

The wind will crack

In wintertime

This bomb-blast lightning waltz

No spoken words, just a scream

Oh, oh, tonight

We'll build a bridge

Across the sea and land

See the sky, the burning rain

She will die and live again tonight

And your heart beats so slow

Through the rain and fallen snow

Across the fields of mourning, lights in the distance

Oh, don't sorrow, no, don't weep

For tonight, at last, I am coming home

I am coming home