Going Home

Thunder in the engines
Echoes in the sand
Pressing ever onward
Through this unforgiving land
Race the crawling shadows
Past the canyon walls
Crossing dunes of fire
As they rise and fall

The waning Sun is burning low
Dying in a violet glow
In the twilight the first stars come alive

I'm going home
I'm going home

World left behind me
Fading with the Sun
Toward black horizons
Still I carry on
Greed and fear their nature
They kill each other here
Cold hands and cruel hearts
So I disappear

Wheel of the cosmos turns above
Long distant gods from beyond
This wicked planet has forsaken me

I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home

Not of this world
No place for me
I must go
I will be free

Engines on fire
Facing the sky
Time has come
Sweet peace of mind

I bought the ticket
I took the ride
Now I see
No one gets out alive

The rising Moon is hanging low
Over hills casts a pale glow
Dead sands in the still of the night

I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home