I have fought against my will
I have run, I have killed
I will walk when I get the chance
But I can't climb that crooked fence
Won't you hold your head up high?
Let the sand dry your eyes
I have fought against my will
And I can't walk, 'cause I have killed
I can't walk, 'cause I have killed
Home, won't you keep me?
I have three more mouths to feed
Before I fly away from heat

I get scared a thousand ways
'Cause all the men here have no face
I have searched for the land of grace
While I counted away the days
Nothing but dust here to see
It's too late, 'cause I ain't me
I ain't me, I ain't me, I ain't me
Home, won't you keep me?