My Father's House

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 snappin' at my heels

I broke through the trees and there in the night
My father's house stood shining hard
And bright the branches and brambles tore
My clothes and scratched my arms
But I ran 'till I fell shaking in his arms

I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
Will never again Sir tear us from each other's 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 didn't recognize came and spoke to me
Through a chained door
I told her my story and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name
Lives here anymore"

My father's 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 our sins lie unatoned