She said, 'Come home Jack And cut the silver thread that binds you here' I really think I'll never be where I want to be Hey, but that's just me At least not in this world It's animal instinct, the bare-bones I have nothing left to give to get back home I got no feeling in these hands I got no feeling in these arms Anomaly... exorior... memorium... To get back home I live in the moment No future, no past... no hope But I found out who I really am All the chattering voices fell silent in my head I was in the moment, staring at me With chattering voices no more 'Come home, Jack And follow me back to the source of all All your heartbeats and your shallow breaths Have all been accounted for' A goodbye note to country and kin Blows gently in the wind I will never be far from you, son Just the other side of the hill I live for the moment No reason, no rhyme God only knows it'll be different next time