Vacant

No home you're putting yourself through this hell on earth
You're trading your youth for smoke
Couch surf the last of your twenties
Stuck in a big haze

Now I see your mum with her cold blank stare

Fixed on that old black chair
You used to spend your days in
But you've since instead been vacant

Oh he's just experimenting trying new things
But her words don't reflect her eyes rings
Or her facial expressions
Not a mask for her complex depression

So will you accept my hand
When I offer to drive to the northern clinic
And borrow you a new sense of courage
And commit yourself to therapy and motivation
I'm sorry that I let you down
I'm sorry for letting you go

It's such a shame it feels like you've passed
The point that we can look back and laugh
At the things that you said when you were young and naïve
It's getting harder to imagine you back
To your old self with your soul still attached to your head
But instead you were lead to this end
I forgot your smile
You're not here, anymore

Closed blinds you're not letting anybody in
Red eyes tell you've been up for days again
You know I love you but you need to get up out of your bed
Cut ties with the circle you're stuck inside
Decide how you really want to spend your time
Disguise this demise but I still see my friend
I want to help you but you need to grab a hold of my hand
Go home
Your mother's waiting she's been worried since the day that you left

Go home
Your neighbour's cat still scratches at the back door waiting for you

Cause we'll still always love you
Cause we'll still always love you

It's such a shame it feels like you've passed
The point that we can look back and laugh

At the things that you said
You were nineteen

Cause we're just seeking clarity in disparity
I can talk you down but it still won't bring you home

Yet it's still not enough to bring you back to us
Come home
Come home
Come home



Credits
Writer(s): Ricky Mccandlish
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