The Rigs — Home

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Oh my brother, you’ve fallen from grace,
You took her love and hid your face,
Now you’re prone to walk alone,
But you can come home.

Oh my sister, you’ve lost your song,
You used his pain to make your love,
Now you sing all alone,
But you can come home.
Oh my lover, where have you gone,
The dark of night prepares the dawn,
Soon you’ll see you’re not alone,
You can come home.