fate will find a way for you on golden wings or leaden shoes all the way to the house our father knew and this angry storm of slamming doors and broken glass on hardwood floors wait for you in house our father knew don t you hear the deafening roar agan and again in a broken refrain we re homeward bound pulling by the sound of history repeating gray monkey grass and granite stone a bitter heart and frozen bones pave the way to the house our father knew and every second chance to be free has come and gone and left a key left for you in the house our father knew don t you hear the deafening roar agan and again in a broken refrain we re homeward bound pulling by the sound of history repeating only rooms stairways going nowhere let it be the house our father knew don t you hear the deafening roar agan and again in a broken refrain we re homeward bound pulling by the sound of history repeating