The Sky above me goes for miles and miles
I blink and look up to the blue
Beneath these wheels another open road
And words I’m trying to forget
All these faces looking down at me
And those who will never see that smile again
Will you come and take me home
Will you heal these aching bones
Will you take me far away from here
Will you come and take me
A year is but a day to them
As they look down on us
At our bedsides as we sleep
They sit with the patience of the sea
And as I dream she holds me in her arms
She cools the burning in my heart
Will you come and take me home
Will you heal these broken bones
Will you take me far away from here
Will you come and take me
She’s walking through the cornfields in my dreams
And as she walks the air grows cold
I’m looking deep into those burning eyes
She traps the moonlight
She traps the moonlight in her eyes
As her shadow moves across the wall
I know there’s nothing really there
Watch me ride over the waterfall
I’m tired of swinging by this thread
Hidden far beneath the ocean
The bells I hear them calling me
Will you come and take me home
Will you heal these broken bones
Will you take me far away from here
Will you come and take me
Every minute, every hour
Every minute is like an hour
Every minute, every hour
Every minute, is like an hour
Words by Mark from “Cactus Farming At The Ends Of The Earth” first published by Miracle Grow 2001.