So he tries to pacify her Now, how can he have her heart When it got stole? 'Cause what's inside her never dies Oh, whoa, oh He can only hold her for so long The lights are on, but no one's home She's so vacant

Better go home, girl Well, me and Frank we're the best of friends And our friendship will never end But it would hurt him so for him to know That I'm in love with his girlfriend Now, the love of a girl and the love of a friend Are two things you can't

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction

Be good to me, good to me Be good to me Oh, please be good to me Oh save my soul and lead me home I've been running for far too long My time is yours, waste it carefully You hit and run, do it gracefully You know I'm counting on you

Goodbye I'm going home There's no need for you to say you're sorry I don't care no more so don't you worry Your music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all night I hate the way that even though you know you're wrong You say you're right I hate the

The stowaways of civil war When living through a civil war "God bless our little civil war" Progress rides with thieves and whores I don't know you to wear a hat But I came home late and there it sat You rose to show what hats are for Christmas mornings

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction

And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared; I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home. Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth, all

I feel my fire starts to burn The heat controlling my mind Sent from home overseas And into the unknown Barely landed in the jungle Sent on first patrol Sundown darkness falls Dig in for the night Ambushed in the dawn they came

And daughters that don't belong to anyone And we are alone under this sun We are the long forgotten sons And we work to fix the work that you've undone Far from home on a road unknown Where the vultures circle on winds that blow From northern skies that