Andrew J. Wright

I've seen Eskimo lips
meet out in the bitter cold
burning fire beneath their ships
and I know I've been alone
yes I know I've been alone

Find the crater in my moon
You'll show me then my highest dune
the winds will change its shape and path
and I know I've been alone
yes I know I've been alone

When does a soul fly high
without a moonlit sky?
Come Home

When does the sun go out
without a bitter shout?
Come Home

It falls apart the broken sun
Some things just can't be undone
drifting further within the sky
and I know I've seen a lot
yes I know I've seen a lot

She sews together the broken soul
after it fell out of control
The absence of something equals more
and I know I've seen a lot
yes I know I've seen a lot

When does a soul fly high
without a moonlit sky?
Come Home

When does the sun go out
without a bitter shout?
Come Home

I believe in the sun drawn field
Take me there and I'll be your shield
Take me take me take me take me home

Though this breath might weigh a ton
find me the moon and I'll give you the sun
Take me take me take me take me home

Take me take me take me home
take me take me take me home

When does a soul fly high
without a moonlit sky?
Come Home

When does the sun go out
without a bitter shout?
Come Home