Lyrics

Come home to me Lay your head upon my breast Feel my skin beneath the grass Come back to me Where you're sure to find your rest My twinin' limbs around your chest Come make your bed In the folds between my flesh Drink and bathe And be refreshed From my dust you were born To my dust you shall return The table is laid now take your place Where have you been My son where will you be then My daughters and my wayward sons Come ravage me Break my spirit bend my knee But you're never gonna have my love Build your marble homes Chase tomorrow from your minds Come fill your greed Take as much as you have need 'Til there's no soil for your grave From my dust you were born To my dust you shall return The table is laid now take your place Where have you been My son where will you be then My daughters, and my wayward sons From my dust you were born To my dust you shall return The table is laid now take your place Where have you been My son where will you be then My daughters and my wayward sons
Writer(s): Allan Rich, Howard Lee Rice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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