Walk Home
I'll stay by your bed
Until you're better
Until you break the chain
Passed down forever
I'll stay here
Until it breaks me too
Father to father to father to you
I'll walk home
In the morning
In the confusion
Of the daylight
Desire still ebbing
In my night clothes
Still living in yesterday
I will walk, I will walk all the way home from
The afterglow
And the empty glasses
That I held with her
I will walk, I will walk all the way home
From the drying conversation
In the cold early air
I will walk my way back to you
Cause I know what this is
Feel the marks on my skin
And now this time know
That they are not from you
See you can only give what you take in
This blood you did not choose
This blood you did not choose
I'll stay by your bed
Until you're better
Until you break the chain
Passed down forever
I'll stay here
Until it breaks me too
Father to father to father to you
I will walk, I will walk all the way home from
The afterglow
And the empty glasses
That I held with her
I will walk, I will walk all the way home
From the drying conversation
In the cold early air
I will walk my way back to you
Until you're better
Until you break the chain
Passed down forever
I'll stay here
Until it breaks me too
Father to father to father to you
I'll walk home
In the morning
In the confusion
Of the daylight
Desire still ebbing
In my night clothes
Still living in yesterday
I will walk, I will walk all the way home from
The afterglow
And the empty glasses
That I held with her
I will walk, I will walk all the way home
From the drying conversation
In the cold early air
I will walk my way back to you
Cause I know what this is
Feel the marks on my skin
And now this time know
That they are not from you
See you can only give what you take in
This blood you did not choose
This blood you did not choose
I'll stay by your bed
Until you're better
Until you break the chain
Passed down forever
I'll stay here
Until it breaks me too
Father to father to father to you
I will walk, I will walk all the way home from
The afterglow
And the empty glasses
That I held with her
I will walk, I will walk all the way home
From the drying conversation
In the cold early air
I will walk my way back to you
Credits
Writer(s): Imogen Jones
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