Are you running?   Are you scared?   Are you a stranger   passing through here?       Are you tired of this pace?   Because unlike you sojourner,   we are always here.       And we are safe,    and we are sound.    And we are a lighthouse calling out,    "come home, come home."       Through these waves,    black as night,    we'll bring you home.       And on our way    we'll see all our brothers   and all our sisters.       Are you still running?    Are you still scared?    Because dying is easy,    and you know it will come quick.       Because we are loud,    and we are clear.    And all of you sojourners,   can you hear us?       Over the sound   of this terrible night,    we'll bring you home.       And on our way    we'll see all our brothers   and all our sisters.      Let us bring you home   and we will fill your sails   with our lungs.       Let our voices carry you    through all these darkened waves.