Coming Home — текст песни (caedmons call)

You say you want a living sacrifice

Well I am a burnt offering

Crawling off the alter and

Back in to the fire

And with my smoke-filled lungs

I cry out for freedom

While locking and chaining myself

To my rotting desires



AND I HATE THE STENCH,

BUT I SWALLOW THE KEY.

AND WITH IT STUCK IN MY THROAT, CAN YOU HEAR ME?

CAN YOU HEAR ME



I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME

I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME, BUT I`M STILL A LONG WAY OFF



I am shelled-shocked, and I have walked

Through the trenches full of tears

With the mortars of memory

Exploding in my burning ears



You stripped the trees of Lebanon

And now you`re stripping me

Of the bark of false morality

And the bite of selfish greed

Can you hear me?



I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME

I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME, BUT I`M STILL A LONG WAY OFF



WILL YOU RUN TO ME? WILL YOU COME TO ME?

WILL YOU MEET ME, WILL YOU GREET ME,

WILL YOU DRAG ME HOME `CAUSE I`M STILL A LONG WAY OFF



I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME

I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME