Lyrics:

Let me see where you belong
Ill take the pain in my side as a mother loves a son
Feeding me your curious meal
I'll be home when I know where you come from
Tenderly 'cause it's a plural case

All our saviours are gone
I'm a wounded lovers son

Where home, where home

Are you free in this curious place?
Are there any trees is there a river?
Or does the water stand alone?
Speak to me with your fallen believers on
Are there any seasons for the sinners?