I'm curled up in your shoulder blades
whispering on your neck.
My lungs are sighing out to yours
this internal train wreck.
I'm tangled up in your bed
things sit like you never left
I'm sipping your childhood from the walls
So if you want to fall asleep tonight
I'm all hushes and wet paint
I can keep my kisses at bay
I'm all dusty brushes - the definition of restraint
But how can I forget
that you feel like home
I'm tangled up in your bed
things sit like you never left
and I'm sipping your childhood from the walls.
You feel like home to me (X100)
1 comment:
Beautiful song.
I love that the lyrics seem to set up the main theme for "Home," creating a nice transition into that album. However, you've said that you didn't really explicitly come up with that idea until you were almost done with it. Was it more of a subconscious thing, then?
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