Last night I dreamed that I was a child out where the pines grow wild and tall
 I was trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls

I heard the [bad word] through the trees and ghostly voices rose from the fields
 I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
 With the devil snappin at my heels

I broke through the trees and there in he night
 My fathers house stood shining hard and bright the branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
 But I ran till I fell shaking in his arms

I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
 Will never again sir tear us from each others hearts
 I got dressed and to that house I did ride from out on the road I could see its windows shining in light

I walked up the steps and stood on the porch a woman I didnt recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
 I told her my story and who [bad word] for
 She said "Im sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My fathers house shines hard and bright it stands like a beacon calling me in the night
 Calling and calling so cold and alone
 Shining cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned

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