Song: A Church Of Dust And Rubble - Recorders
Wake me up and stay
when the waves have come to wash me away
I like to dream when I'm awake
while the moons await the tensions to break
Make my heart swim
close the gates that made me sing
Below the stream where spirits travel
we'll live in a church of dust and rubble
Of dust and rubble
From the top of the mountains
I run through dust and storms
We're going home
We're going home
From the depth of the ocean
we've wandered way too long
We're going home
We're going home
All the hollows, the comets
the fires have purged them all
We're going home
Going home
And I'll come with you
we've all had to turn to the storm
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home, home
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home, home
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home, home
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home, home
We're going home
We're going home
We're going home, home
We're going home