Tom Flannery I'm Coming Home
It's been 9 long yearsbut now I'm coming home
they told me I could leave
said I was free to die alone
I do what I'm told
I've always been this way
tell me to turn my head
I'll surely look the other way
I could deny the killing
for some that's still the plan
but I again have to live with those
who've seen blood on my hands
they asked me for the names
of those who died at my feet
but I can't recall the faces
so the names I can't repeat
I'm coming home
home to what I left behind
and that should weigh heavy
on an un-repentent mind
They may seek to kill me
but revenge is a suble whore
I killed some for their light skin
or the glasses that they wore
and now the court has told me
it's over go on home
I've got all I own in my 2 hands
and a wish to be left alone
I'm coming home
home to my own kind
you said never again
do you mean it this time?
you say you're not capable
of the things that I have done
but it's hard to stop a moving train
once it has begun
swept up like the sand that's
carried away by the ocean waves
it's my job to stay alive
and it's the Lord's job to save
I'm coming home
with a bible and a prayer
and the hope that when I close my eyes
I won't see you there
It's been 9 long years
but now I'm coming home
they told me I could leave
said I was free to die alone
I do what I'm told
I've always been this way
tell me to turn my head
I'll surely look the other way