The Last Time I Was Home

(альбом: Songs From A Sketchbook, Pt. 1 - 2016)

Cold
The fire's burning low and I'm alone
There's time to kill and I know that
I haven't been myself lately
Yeah maybe I should say out loud I'm lost

And stop
Stop pretending I will be just fine
Dusting over every single line I used to see as something permanently keeping out the dark

I cannot remember the last time I was home
I thought that I could find you or finally let go
I cannot remember the last time I felt safe
I thought if I could find you
And hear you say my name
I could go back home

No, they say they understand but it's a lie
They're too damn deep and confident
And all I want is something less obsessed with over tracing every crime