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 dreaming Only us, only us
I'm coming home again, home again And I hear you calling me home again I am coming home again Only us [x8]