Jennifer Peterson & Creekstone Home
Under the radar
Over the edge
We will remember
We can’t forget
A baby is crying
A woman’s heart bleeds
A man, he is dying
Blood runs to the sea
And we will know
By the end of the hour
Who is the hero
And who is the coward
We will sing out
In the words of our mothers
We will find solace
In the arms of our brothers
Home...we’re going home
Home... we’re going home
Where are we going?
Can you see where we’ve been?
Is this the ending?
Or where we begin?
And we will know
By the end of the hour
Who is the hero
And who is the coward
We will sing out
In the words of our mothers
We will find solace
In the arms of our brothers
Home...we’re going home
Home... we’re going home
