The Coral

Come home you've been gone too long
I hear you walking like a tired dog
All alone in the wild untamed
A fading face in the picture frame
Well i'll be waiting when the cuckoo calls
A different place but the same four walls
I hear you crying for somebody's arms
Come home away from harm
Tears those tears and thorns
The unborn will pass through every storm
While the sad silent son
He sings for the kings
And the times they had last spring
Come home through the hurricanes