dont send me to sheol its too much like home ive known the palest mornings ive held back locusts swarming oh woah o dont leave o dont leave o dont leave dont send me to sheol the cracked earth s too tired i see the highways crawling i hear the tall trees longing oh woah my house is empty my house is empty my house is empty ive seen a holy man cut down ive lived in shadows of great fathers i watched my generation sleep i watched my generation sleep i watched my generation sleep oh don t leave oh don t leave my house is empty my house is empty my house is empty my house is empty oh don t leave 