(Well) I'm going away to leave you And I'm going away for a while Well, I'm coming back to you someday When I've gone ten thousand miles Where the storms are on the ocean And the heavens will cease to be And this world will lose its motion If you don't come back to me Well, I left you in Whiskey Valley With the crimes upon your face And the storms were in the deep part In the deepest darkest plain Where the storms are on the ocean And the heavens will cease to be And this world will lose its motion If you don't come back to me