A sort of homecoming..

And you know it's time to go
Through the sleet and driving snow
Across the fields of mourning to
A light that's 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
On borderland we run
And still we run
We run and don't look back
I'll be there, I'll be there
Tonight, a highroad
A highroad out of here

The city walls are all coming down
The dust, a smokescreen 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 oh
On borderland we run
And we still run
We run and don't look back
Tonight, tonight

The wind will crack in wintertime
A bomb-blast lightning waltz
No spoken words
Just a scream..

Tonight we'll build a bridge
Across the sea and land
See the sky 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
To a light that's in the distance

Oh don't sorrow
No don't weep
For tonight, at last
I am coming home
I am coming home




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