Home
Where you wanna be
Beneath the summer sky on summer's eve
Before too soon the day will come
Before too long you'll walk in the sun
Where the olive branches bend like fingertips
And pollen fills the air and Bluevine honey drips
And you're just one breath away from being
Home

Deep in the avalanche of hope and disbelief
Even your good friends may surprise you when they leave
There are no leaders that could navigate these walls
No amount of sugar can satisfy us all
But you can trust them all
But be sure you cut the cards
Stay wide awake and snake cross the boulevard
You're just one breath away from being

Home
Where you wanna be
Beneath the southern sky on summer's eve
Looking through these graves of wasted love
Washed on these river banks, spit out from the flood
It could feel like more than one thousand needle tips, all pointed up
Your punishment demands you stitch all your own cuts
You're just one breath away from being
Home

Fear no gallows
Fear no axe
Fear no names
'Cause they don't make statues
For their kinds
anyway

Take a photograph as every moment comes
Soon all these memories will be compressed to one
Just one breath away from being
Home
Where you wanna be
Beneath the southern sky on summer's eve
For too soon the day will come
Before too long you'll walk in the sun