Took off to lands
Driven by ghosts
I've no fear to find the gates closed
Save yourself, save yourself
And count your doors
I'll make my way home
Save your faith
Humbled by oaths
I was raised to sleep in my clothes
In the hot winds, in the hot winds
The Summer grows
I'll make my way home
Time, Can I make my way home to rhyme
As I breach through my dome to prime
All the fears that have made me climb
Up them walls of liberty
Mess
In a while I'd be all finesse
As to fear, it was made a bless
Now I walk to my home address
Tell the press that I'm back for
Singing
All cathedrals and mosques are ringing
Deep voice where you make beginnings
Take part, You faith is the easy way home
Easy
Now promises
Are left on the road
The bags are full, and ready to load
Brace yourself, honey brace yourself
Open your doors
I'll make my way home