The Comfort of Home

Come home, life, 'til we're late
Come home, life, 'til we're late
Come home, life, 'til we're late
Come home, life, 'til we're late

Is one call of the void the main event?
Do let me know
Keep eyes forward, darkness closes faster
Against the road we go
Pretending way back then the sun fell out
Look at this foreigner
Attached at the hip, too wet
Retreat to the past, your future is mine
'Cause you've got the watches, we've got the time

Face to fusion, day makes these boundaries start to blur
Shift, focus, chance, close these gateways
I've been wrong all along
It's gone away again, twice in my lifetime
Missed calls and fuss, being false, played dead
Get medals for nothing important
This gold went to my head

Come home, life, 'til we're late
Come home, life, 'til we're late
Come home, life, 'til we're late
Come home, life, 'til we're late

I won't hold and draw no attention
'Cause everybody's going ahead



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Wallace
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