Way Home...

The chains are broken
The hearts are free
All you mothers dry your tears
Dry your tears we're coming home

Way Home...

The drummer silent
The hate disarmed
The tired ground stops bleeding
In our eyes hurts the sun

Way Home

The storm is over
Clouds turning quiet
We hope the world will understand
We want to understand the world

Way Home

Transitory
Humanity
Arouse the fire in your hearts
Dry your tears we're coming home
we're coming home
Arouse the fire in your hearts
Dry your tears we're coming home
Coming home