Go Home (live)

Well I met a fallen angel in the darkness of my dreams Flanked by hellish horsemen and ten thousand swiney things And I tried to join his black ranks of madness and of woe But his finger pointed homeward and his lips just whispered go Go, go, go home Go home So it was back up to the surface with my sunlight blinded eyes Where all the sleeping soldiers have been paper paralyzed And as the dreary fog encompassed my sea sick spinning head I laid down at my deathbed and remembered what he said And he said go home Go home So I'm round about the heavens now it's borish and it's plain Everything is too white I start longing for disdain I wished for crystal towers or a castle of pure snow But even joy turns sour without a taste of some sorrow So I'll go, I'll go home Go home Wake at the train station one way ticket from the stars Back to pain, excitement, and the ache of fleshly bars And staring in their faces I see heaven, I see hell I see their home is where their heart is or it's locked inside their shell Go home Go home