lilting melodies catch a breeze across an autumn meadow, becomes a train ride through bleak woods and fields of abandoned cars and distant storm clouds...

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down the road, down the lane
in a dream i heard you say "i'm coming home..."
past burned out cars, charred remains
left turn down the interstate
i'm coming home...

dreamed of woods by a lake
where the angels go to bathe their weary souls
while the stars watch in vain
from a thousand miles away
up where it's cold...

i'm coming home
so watch the constellations all spin by
in the moment that you feel you're most alive
baby, take the wheel and drive

dreamed of woods down by the lake
watched the woods fall to decay along the coast,
and days are dark and threated rain
and all the roadsigns on the highway say
"i'm coming home..."

further on along the way
past open fields and unmarked graves...
changing gears and changing lanes
but every mile looks the same...