The Homecoming
It's the way of a cosmic silor, in a boat in the night
But the wolves are not seating him he s alright
Just the day just the day away I can feel it sometimes
But the wolves are not scaring me i long for twilight
Then with the morning comes
The sun that finds them all so divides the night and they
die
And with the morning sun
A lonely teardrop falls down from my eye and I die
But where did all the cosmic sailors come from
Far away from across the sea ...