Oh lovely daughter I've mistaken for a son
Rest your head upon my shoulder at once
Tell me all the world you found troublesome
You my particles and sweet electrons

Since you've been home
Since you've been home
See what you have, have become

Oh hungry father I have chosen
To be nourished and unspoken
Unto you I leave this talisman
Unresolved, though not unbroken

Since I've been home
Since I've been home
God what have I become

Oh, long gone
Prodigal
Where is home
My dear heart

Oh lovely daughter place your spit on my thumb
That I may wipe that filthy grit from your tongue
Bless your enemies and my grandsons
And you my particles and sweet electrons