Lay Me Down

Fire and brimstone fell upon my ears As their throats of open graves recited fear Like the bullets of a gun they drove my tears And my feet to run the hell out of here See, I was born a restless, wayward child I could hear the whole world calling me outside Of the masses I routinely sat behind And Lord, I had to see with my own eyes Take me home I want to go Down the road that will take me To the living oak And Lord, I know That I'm a weathered stone But I owe it to my brothers To carry them home Take me home I want to go Down the road that will take me To the living oak And Lord, I know It's a heavy load But we'll carry our brothers Oh, we'll carry them home And oh, there is no power on Earth or below That could ever break our hearts or shake our souls And when you lay me down, you'll only bury bones 'Cause oh, my heart and soul are going home