walking far from home Where the names were not burned along the wall Saw a wet road form a circle And it came like a call, came like a call from the
walking far from home Where the names were not burned along the wall Saw a wet road form a circle And it came like a call, came like a call from the Lord
I was walking far from home Where the names were not burned along the wall Sour building, high as heaven But the door was so small, door was so small