Sonny Come Home - David Ackles

These woods I’ve been here before

but someones changed the color of the leaves

not leaves not green anywhere

what is that hanging in the trees

bits of glass, broken

bicycle wheels, broken

old toys, old wounds

broken, broken

why did i come here on my way home

i heard a voice calling, «sonny»

the tables set the waters warm

come home, come home, come home

this road, i’ve been here before

but wheres the rock i used to climb

no rock no road anymore

who are those people waiting there in line

throwing stones, strangers

throwing knives, strangers

old friends, old loves, strangers, strangers

why did i come here on my way home

i heard a voice calling, «sonny»

the tables set, the waters warm

come home, come home, come home

this house i’ve been here before

but theres no answer when i knock

just wind, no sound anymore

my key wont fit into the lock

old ruins, empty

fireplace, empty

cold walls, cold rooms, empty, empty

why did i come here on my way home

inside a voice calls me, «sonny»

the tables set, the waters warm

come home, come home, i hear you, i hear you

but i can’t come home