The First Place
4 am
Half a world away in Washington
She calls and says, "She's gone"
Barely breathing on the phone
I am barely holding on
To what I have at home
Slowly drifting from my own
What kind of friend is not around
Always out of town and can't come back now?
What kind of friend's not by your side?
Hear me tonight
You can't go
We're not ready, people need you still
I need you still, please come back down
If I head home tonight
Even the very first flight would be too late
Because you've gone away
And I wasn't there in the first place
It comes again
Spilling off the page these pixels make the words that read, "He's gone"
Air can't seem to find my lungs
I am ever so alone
When all I have to hold is a liquid crystal rope to home
What kind of son is not around
Always out of town and can't come back now?
What kind of son's not by your side to say his goodbyes?
You can't go
We're not ready, people need you still
I need you still, please come back down
If I head home tonight
Even the very first flight would be too late
Because you've gone away
And I wasn't there in the first place
Every day I await your embrace
But you're so far away
Are you listening?
You're so far away
Will you wait for me?
You can't go
We're not ready, people need you still
I need you still, please come back down
If I head home tonight
Even the very first flight would be too late
Because you've gone away
And I wasn't there in the first place
I wasn't there in the first place
Because you've gone away
Half a world away in Washington
She calls and says, "She's gone"
Barely breathing on the phone
I am barely holding on
To what I have at home
Slowly drifting from my own
What kind of friend is not around
Always out of town and can't come back now?
What kind of friend's not by your side?
Hear me tonight
You can't go
We're not ready, people need you still
I need you still, please come back down
If I head home tonight
Even the very first flight would be too late
Because you've gone away
And I wasn't there in the first place
It comes again
Spilling off the page these pixels make the words that read, "He's gone"
Air can't seem to find my lungs
I am ever so alone
When all I have to hold is a liquid crystal rope to home
What kind of son is not around
Always out of town and can't come back now?
What kind of son's not by your side to say his goodbyes?
You can't go
We're not ready, people need you still
I need you still, please come back down
If I head home tonight
Even the very first flight would be too late
Because you've gone away
And I wasn't there in the first place
Every day I await your embrace
But you're so far away
Are you listening?
You're so far away
Will you wait for me?
You can't go
We're not ready, people need you still
I need you still, please come back down
If I head home tonight
Even the very first flight would be too late
Because you've gone away
And I wasn't there in the first place
I wasn't there in the first place
Because you've gone away
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Kyle Thompson
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