Going Back Home

I'm back to the sea

As the lights become weak

Pull down the blinds that shutter my life for a week

And the faces I see

The friends I don't keep

And the old folks that start dying in their sleep

And I wish I could speak to say something unique

To give you the comfort that you seek

Oh my love

In the ways that you need me I'm coming back but

Oh my love

It's the ways that you need me that make me want to run

And every time that I think that you find that I see

The distance I keep makes a poor judgen' fool out of me

Just like coming around to a part of your town that you've been

But every things changed from the lights to the houses to tree

But the smell is the same and it makes me remember your dreams

Oh my love

Gather your feet and start walking to the sun my love

Kill off your daemons before your heart turns into one

Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?

Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?

Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?

Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?

Is the pain that you need?