What have i done?   you call and i come   crawling back home to give back these bones.   choking myself like a dog on a chain,   i wanna get to you, before you get to me   but there's something about the way that you say,   "dong be afraid.   no dont be afraid when this comes"   if love is a long kiss goodnight then sweet dreams.   they'll turn out the lights   when they are sure we're asleep.   but i still hear the voices that call from below,   and i want to let them know   that i'm never letting go,   but there's something about the way that they say,   "dont be afraid, no, dont be afraid when we call."      come and rest your bones   beneath this field of stones   this place will become your home someday   and there we'll stay.