Come Home Jack

She said, 'Come home Jack

And cut the silver thread that binds you here'

I really think I'll never be where I want to be

Hey, but that's just me

At least not in this world

It's animal instinct, the bare-bones

I have nothing left to give to get back home

I got no feeling in these hands

I got no feeling in these arms

Anomaly... exorior... memorium...

To get back home

I live in the moment

No future, no past... no hope

But I found out who I really am

All the chattering voices fell silent in my head

I was in the moment, staring at me

With chattering voices no more

'Come home, Jack

And follow me back to the source of all

All your heartbeats and your shallow breaths

Have all been accounted for'

A goodbye note to country and kin

Blows gently in the wind

I will never be far from you, son

Just the other side of the hill

I live for the moment

No reason, no rhyme

God only knows it'll be different next time