Coming Home

I am coming home again

And you won't be alone again

And I, I have the gold

I have broken roads for you

I would murder men for you

I, I have some gold

It's in your hands

It's in your arms

At your command

We shall disarm

I will dig a grave for you

Oh, let's make that a grave for two

I, I have the gold

It's in your hands

It's in your arms

At your command

We shall disarm

It's in your hands

It's in your arms

At your command

We shall disarm

Seasons turn

Reasons burn

Coming home

I'm coming home