Listen

Listen
Angelus bells are ringing
Silver eyes are singing
And I’m lying on the floor

Listen
Down under the surface
Silence has a purpose
I don’t fear it anymore

Listen
Waves just keep on rolling
Starlight never ending

It’s a line you’ve heard before

Is it for myself
Or for her I cry

Like the wind that moans
When is my girl coming home

Listen
It’s a good time for living
The season of forgiving
It’s so easy to ignore

Listen
Conjuring up a vision
Of someone I’m really missing
See her standing in the door

There’s a magpie carolling
In the dead of night
Like the wind that moans
When is my girl coming home

Listen
Machines will always be running
And radiation humming
And I hear the announcer calling
In the arrival hall

When is my girl coming home

I don’t know where she’s gone
It could be anywhere

I want my baby home
Where she belongs

When’s my girl coming home
And I hear the announcer calling
In the arrival hall

When is my girl

When is my girl

Coming home
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