Ian Yates
Coming Home
[Verse 1]
Just a minute, just a moment, can you hear the sound?
From the ash, from the midst, from the underground
I can hear it, I can hear it, I can hear it
Rising now

[Verse 2]
It's the broken heart, it's the weak, the poor
It's the ones who feel that they don't belong
I can hear it, I can hear it, I can hear it
Rising now

[Chorus]
It's the sound of hope
It's the sound of lost ones coming home
It's the sound of life
It's the sound of children running home

[Verse 3]
It's the prodigal son, the misunderstood
It's the hurt, it's the wounded, the rejected ones
I can hear it, I can hear it, I can hear it
Rising now

[Chorus]
It's the sound of hope
It's the sound of lost ones coming home
It's the sound of life
It's the sound of children running home
[Bridge 1]
His arms are open wide, His arms are open wide
His arms are open wide, His arms are open wide
His arms are open wide, His arms are open wide
His arms are open wide, His arms are open wide

[Bridge 2]
I see an army rising from the bones
I see the prodigals are running home
I see the dead things come to life
I see the lost now found in Christ

[Chorus]
It's the sound of hope
It's the sound of lost ones coming home
It's the sound of life
It's the sound of children running home

[Bridge 3]
I see an army rising from the bones
I see the prodigals are coming home
I see the dead things come to life
I see the lost now found in Christ

[Outro]
Yeah, oh-ooh, oh, ooh
Yeah, oh-ooh, oh, ooh
Yeah, oh-ooh, oh, ooh