Andrew Sales - Hiraeth Lyrics

You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head, my son

I am so tired of feeling so low
Like I never got born again
I am so tired like a man that has no place
No place to call his home

You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head, my son

This is not what you deserve
This is not why you were made
This is not what you were fought for
This is not how you will stay

Behold, I have overcome the world
Behold, I have overcome the world

You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head
You gotta rest your head, my son

Behold, I have overcome the world
Behold, I have overcome the world