There is a place I was born 
It is a place I've never seen 
Don't even know where it is 
Don't even know my name 
Where is home where is my home I'm searching far and wide 

It's a bastard song 
It is a feeling that everything's wrong 
But we are alive, we that have wings 
We have devices can do anything 
I say where is home, where is my home I hear my spirit cry 

If you're out of transmission, way out on the road 
If you're out of commission I can give you the code 
Darkness is coming, and it's in your command 
Time to be moving time 

There is a town that I was born 
Now there's a place I've got to call home 
Where is home . . . 
I hear my spirit cry . . . 
It's in the clear blue sky