He wakes up as the evening to night To the chiming of an ice cream van that hides Out there the dark And sound echoes through the empty park He’s lost and far from home His body’s feeling beat up and abused His whiskey and luck, they all got And then the phone rings And he hears the angel sing Please won’t you come home?
And time seems to him by Ravens all calling from the sky And God takes his vengeance slow that’s the way the story goes? Is that just how you when you get old?
He’s searching for the answer everywhere Then God turned up one morning with a prayer And he said you're mine Just have one more glass wine And then I’m taking you home And wind whispers secrets cold From the of the empty midnight den(??) They shine under silver moons And whisper while he’s in your bed Home’s not just a place to lay your head