The Homecoming
It's the way of the cosmic sailor, in a boat in the night
but the wolves are not scaring him, he's alright
just a day, just a day away, i can feel it sometimes
but the wolves are not scaring me, i long for twilight
then with the morning comes,
the sun that finds them all so divides tonight and they die
and the morning sun,
a lonely teardrop falls down from my eye, and i die
but where, where did all the cosmic sailors come from
far away from across the sea
and where, where have all the cosmic sailors now gone
and the night that showed them all to me
on the waves of this silver ocean, for a while there he smiles
as he sails with the other one, the wind dies
so a cry, so a cry is calling, the wolves among the night
as i sail with the ones, i find them alright
then with the morning comes,
the sun that finds them all so divides tonight and they die
and with the morning sun,
a lonely teardrop falls down from my eye, and i die