Not to be confused with 'Welcome Home, Son' you can find 'Home' here: 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZignN5q2og

Lyrics are a complete guess and mostly here for chord reference.

Intro:

C F (x4)

    C                     F
The blood runs down my legs

    Am                 G                 F
I'm soaked through and through but I'm indifferent

            C                F
and there's thunder in my head

  Am           G                     F
I can't hear a thing but it makes no difference.

Eb              F           C
Because now the empire will fall

Eb           F             C
and we'll be blamed for it all


and I wouldn't have it any other way

Interlude:

C F Am G F G (x2) C

                     F
The house went up in flames

    Am        G                  F
and I sat and watched you from a distance

    C                         F
the wood creek didn't complain

        Am           G               F
and the walls folded in and took her with them

Eb          F           C
And now the empire will fall

Eb           F             C
and we'll be blamed for it all


and I wouldn't have it any other way

Interlude:

C F Am G F G (x2) C

               E
Lost along the way

      Am            G               F
quiet nights grassy roads abandoned homes

        G        C
and the smell of bones

            E
but I don't mind

           Am      G             F
as long as you are along for the ride

            G         C
because you feel like home

              F
you feel like home

        G         C
and you feel like home

                    F
cause you feel like home

          G         C
cause you feel like home

          E
abandoned sky

           Am                   G                F
a flock of birds some scattered clouds and not a wind

        G         C                    E
and the sounds of light, down in these fields

              Am              G              F
we don't have much beyond the clothes on our backs

       G          C
but it feels like home

                  F
but it feels like home

       G          C
but it feels like home

                  F
and it feels like home

       G     C
and it feels like

                       F                                G        C
all the drafts another train has crashed the smoke runs from its sides

                         F                          G    Am
and I just pushed the remains aside and the piles a mile high

        G                        F             C           Am
i might lose these hands there's never a guarantee

         G              F                                          C
and if i fall to pieces i would like to choose where i would land


-Ben Malley