Lay Me Down

Fire and brimstone fell upon my ears

As their throats of open graves recited fear

Like the bullets of a gun they drove my tears

And my feet to run the hell out of here

See, I was born a restless, wayward child

I could hear the whole world calling me outside

Of the masses I routinely sat behind

And Lord, I had to see with my own eyes

Take me home

I want to go

Down the road that will take me

To the living oak

And Lord, I know

That I'm a weathered stone

But I owe it to my brothers

To carry them home

Take me home

I want to go

Down the road that will take me

To the living oak

And Lord, I know

It's a heavy load

But we'll carry our brothers

Oh, we'll carry them home

And oh, there is no power on Earth or below

That could ever break our hearts or shake our souls

And when you lay me down, you'll only bury bones

'cause oh, my heart and soul are going home