Kneel down White men The indigo lord descends And his voice Resonates with Their blue breath Close your eyes Daughters And close your eyes My sons And dream of home And dream of home Our long-lost home We're going home Home We're going home Home We're going home Home Kneel down White men The indigo lord descends And his voice Resonates with Their blue breath Daughters (close your eyes) My sons (close your eyes) Close your eyes Daughters And close your eyes My sons And dream of home And dream of home Our long-lost home We're going home Home
