🖤 “Mama, I’m Coming Home” — A Farewell We Never Wanted
When Ozzy Osbourne recorded “Mama, I’m Coming Home” in 1991, few could have imagined how prophetic those words would one day feel. Written by Ozzy, Zakk Wylde, and Lemmy Kilmister, the song was a heartfelt ballad—a departure from the heavy metal chaos—forging a rare glimpse into Ozzy’s soul. It was about coming home, about love, about regrets, about peace.
And now, in July 2025, those words take on a painful new meaning.
Ozzy has finally come home—not to a house on a hill, but to a place beyond this world. He passed away at the age of 76, surrounded by family in his hometown of Birmingham. The man who once called himself the Prince of Darkness has found his light, returning to the arms of those who loved him unconditionally.
But for millions of fans around the world, it feels like a part of their youth has just faded to black.
“Mama, I’m Coming Home” was Ozzy’s way of apologizing, of saying thank you, of making peace with his past. In interviews, he revealed the song was for Sharon—his wife, his manager, his anchor. But it wasn’t just a love letter to her. It became a lullaby for lost souls, for broken hearts, for anyone seeking forgiveness.
The haunting chorus now echoes like a final goodbye:
“You took me in and you drove me out / Yeah, you had me hypnotized / Lost and found and turned around by the fire in your eyes…”
It’s impossible not to imagine Ozzy whispering those words to someone waiting for him on the other side. Perhaps his beloved mother. Perhaps Randy Rhoads. Perhaps God Himself.
His stage may be dark now, but his voice lives on—in every record, every memory, every midnight scream from a fan who found solace in his madness.
Rest in peace, Ozzy.
You’ve finally come home. 🕊️