What was it like to see

The face of your own stability

Suddenly look away

Leaving you with the dead and hopeless?

Eleven and she was gone

Eleven is when we waved goodbye

Eleven is standing still,

Waiting for me to free him

By coming home.

Moving me with a sound

Opening me within a gesture.

Drawing me down and in,

Showing me where it all began,

Eleven.

It took me so long to realize

You were the voice that's been

calling me back home.

Under a dead Ohio sky

Eleven has been and will be waiting,

Defending his light,

And wondering

Where the hell have I been?

Sleeping, lost and numb.

So glad that I have found you.

I am wide awake and heading home.

Hold your light,

Eleven.

Lead me through each gentle step by step

by inch by loaded memory.

I'll move to heal

As soon as pain allows so we can

Reunite and both move on together.

Hold your light,

Eleven. Lead me through each gentle step

by step by insufficient memory

'till one and one are one, Eleven,

So glow, child, glow

I'm heading back home.