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 wind rustling through the trees

And ghostly voices rose up from the fields
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path [way]
With the devil snappin´ at my heels
I broke through the trees and there in the night

My father´s house stood shining hard and bright
The branches and brambles tore my clothes and caused me harm
But I ran till I fell shaking in his arms
I awoke and imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
Will never again sir, tear us from each other´s 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 didn´t recognize spoke to me through a chained door
I told her my story, and who I´d come for
She said "I´m sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father´s 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