A Sort Of Homecoming Lyrics

And you know it's time to go Through the sleet and driving snow Across the fields of mourning 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 torn 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 valley explode Dislocated, suffocated The land grows weary of it's own
Oh coma way, o coma way, o coma, o coma way say I Oh coma way, o coma way, o coma, o coma way 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 coma way o say, say o coma O coma way o say I
The wind will crack in winter time This bomb-blast lightning waltz No spoken words, just a scream Aey, ohh 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