To Mercy House we came Over and over again We tell her where we've been "Do you think you could take us in?" The answer is always the same In Mercy House we hide But just for the sake of our pride She sews up all the holes In our older brother's clothes And tells us it's safe to go outside Eleos Dojo Eleos Dojo Eleos Dojo Come home, come home, come home come home, Come home Come home. At Mercy House we fell Down to the bottom of her well She tries to coax us out She cups her hands and shouts, "Oh, but think of the stories you will tell!"