Frank The Baptist Come Home
"Come home", a whisper is heard
your name is called
alone
a flower sits and withers
waiting for the faceless one
in your dreams
you haven't met
who will wear the flower just for you
and no one else
wait painfully
Come home alone
without the past
the future
the promise that you kept from there
hush the noise
quiet and still
no
the dancing rain
from laughing clouds
never broke a promise in vain
the song remains
the hearth still calls
"come home"
I know
the thunder that broke your heart
still knows
remove
the phantom still drunk in your head
and come home
a whispers heard
your name is called
alone
a flower sits and withers
no
the dancing rain
from laughing clouds
never broke a promise in vain
the song remains
the hearth still calls
"come home"
a whisper is heard
your name is called
alone she cried
and then she died for you
oh well
alone she cried but I couldn't hear it
you know
alone she cried
and then she called for you
to come home
