Come, lay your head upon my breast
Come, imagine a world at rest
Come home, my son, my love

Bleeding in the shadow of the mountain
Fighting to stand strong, yet weeping
To a narrow path he is bound
Alas, my son is lost, yet his soul is found

Set out to seek wisdom and honor
Off to find the wonder
Though I see you in struggle

Come, lay your head upon my breast
Come, imagine a world at rest
Come home, my son, my love

Dust has claimed your chair
Amongst us, your placemat sits bare
Your step fades and voice escapes
Alas, your touch was once so fair

Set out to seek wisdom and honor
Off to find the wonder
Though I see you in struggle

Come, lay your head upon my breast
Come, imagine a world at rest
Awake, I dream of your world at peace
Drift into the calm
Loosen your burden, my son

Let it sink into the sea

My son, my love
Come back, back to us
Come home, come home
Once more, before you leave