It wasn´t in the words that kept sticking in their throats
It wasn´t with the angels in their quilted coats These battered wings still kick up dust Seduced by the noise and the bright things that glisten I knew all the time I should shut up and listen And I´m finding my way home from the great escape
The further on I go, oh the less I know I can find only us breathing Only us sleeping Only us dreaming Only us
I hear you calling me Yes I hear you calling me Home from the great escape Yes I can read you loud and clear
The further on I go, oh the less I know Friend or foe, there´s only us
The further on I go, oh the less I know I can find only us breathing Only us sleeping Only us dreaming Only us
I´m coming home again, home again And I hear you calling me home again I am coming home again
Only us, only us Only us, only us Only us, only us Only us, only us