text: Last night I dreamed that I was a child
  Out where the pines grow wild and tall
  I was trying to make it home through the forest
  Before the darkness falls
  I heard the wind rustling through the trees
  And ghostly voices rose from the fields
  I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
  With the devil snapping at my heels
  I broke through the trees and there in the night
  My fathers house stood shining hard and bright
  The branches and brambles tore my clothes, scratched my arms
  But I ran til I fell shaking in his arms
  I awoke and I imagined hard things that pulled us apart
  Now will never again, sir, tear us from each others hearts
  I got dressed and to that house, I did ride
  From out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light
  I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
  A woman I didnt recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
  I told her my story and who Id come for
  She said, Im sorry, but no one by that name lives here anymore
  My fathers house shines hard and bright
  It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
  Calling and calling, so cold and alone
  Shining cross this dark highway where all our sins lie unatoned