Camel - "Please Come Home" lyrics

Hoping,
We've been writing letters each day.
come home.
that you'll...
As the sky turned to afternoon gold, Nude picked up the rest of

the envelopes and carried then carefully up the mountain.
fluttered...the war was over. Long ago. But it seemed of
For a long time afterwards he sat rocking gently. The letters
little consequence to Nude. For him, it had never started.
In the days that followed, Nude was no longer at one with his

environment. He was now burdened with the need to explain
what could not be explained to those who would never
With the air heavy and his instincts dulled by the
understand.
preoccupation of his thoughts, he failed to heed the warning
silence of a normally busy afternoon. With a gasp and a grunt he
was wrestled to the ground. A sting in his skin and he was
uniformed figures. The sudden weight of his head plunged him
released. He reeled around to stare into the eyes of familiar
face down into sand denying him protest or the right of a
farewell glance at his island