Come, lay your head upon my breast Come, imagine a world at rest Come home, my son, my love Bleeding in the shadow of the mountain Fighting to stand strong, yet weeping To a narrow path he is bound Alas, my son is lost, yet his soul is found Set out to seek wisdom and honor Off to find the wonder Though I see you in struggle Come, lay your head upon my breast Come, imagine a world at rest Come home, my son, my love Dust has claimed your chair Amongst us, your placemat sits bare Your step fades and voice escapes Alas, your touch was once so fair Set out to seek wisdom and honor Off to find the wonder Though I see you in struggle Come, lay your head upon my breast Come, imagine a world at rest Awake, I dream of your world at peace Drift into the calm Loosen your burden, my son Let it sink into the sea My son, my love Come back, back to us Come home, come home Once more, before you leave