Coming Home

(albüm: (In) Body, Vol. 1: Becom(in)g - 2016)

Stop me before I get old
Come out and carry me home
Pack up my bags and I'm off
It's hard
It's hard
Away from the cuts and the trials
The clock racing, tracking the miles
Bend all the rules and survive
It's hard
It's hard
Back to the home that I know
Flickers of moments on walls
Retrace the steps of my ghost
It's hard
It's hard
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go
Puzzles I kept in my head
Love that I left in my bed
Dreams poured on paper unread
Mom with her rose colored cheeks
Spending the day on her feet just to feed me
And keep me a piece of her heart
It's hard
It's hard
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go home
And I go home
And I go home
And I go home
And I go home
And I go home
And I go home
And I go home
And I go
So stop me before I get old
Before I head out on my own
While I still got home in my bones
It's hard
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go home
And I go
And I go home
And I go home
And I go home
And I go
And I go
And I go home
And I go home
And I go
And I go
And I go
And I go