Home
Snowdrops on bank, their heads hang low
Far braver than I out in this cold
Take me back to the river
Running under sunsets
Bleeding as they go
Oh the river runs home
Only you with all of your warm blood
Like someone lit a fire to warm me up
There you are like a
River running, beautiful
Through every part of me
Oh the river runs deep
And this ain't home at least not yet
But I can see the silhouette
Count the birds flying overhead
If we stay still then they might land
Couple drinks to clear our heads
Then spend Sunday drunk in bed
This ain't home at least not yet
But we're slowly getting there
You always say we'll end up by a beach
In fact you think it's where we're meant to be
One day we'll deny
The rising tide, go where
The river meets the sea
And wash it all clean
Well this ain't home at least not yet
But I can feel the shape of it
Slowly rising up ahead
Then, like the moon, it's gone again
Settle down and take a breath
And we'll feel better, like you said we would
It's not home at least not yet
But we're slowly getting there
And this ain't home at least not yet
But I can see the silhouette
Count the birds flying overhead
If we stay still then they might land
Couple drinks to clear our heads
Then spend Sunday drunk in bed
This ain't home at least not yet
But we're slowly getting there
Far braver than I out in this cold
Take me back to the river
Running under sunsets
Bleeding as they go
Oh the river runs home
Only you with all of your warm blood
Like someone lit a fire to warm me up
There you are like a
River running, beautiful
Through every part of me
Oh the river runs deep
And this ain't home at least not yet
But I can see the silhouette
Count the birds flying overhead
If we stay still then they might land
Couple drinks to clear our heads
Then spend Sunday drunk in bed
This ain't home at least not yet
But we're slowly getting there
You always say we'll end up by a beach
In fact you think it's where we're meant to be
One day we'll deny
The rising tide, go where
The river meets the sea
And wash it all clean
Well this ain't home at least not yet
But I can feel the shape of it
Slowly rising up ahead
Then, like the moon, it's gone again
Settle down and take a breath
And we'll feel better, like you said we would
It's not home at least not yet
But we're slowly getting there
And this ain't home at least not yet
But I can see the silhouette
Count the birds flying overhead
If we stay still then they might land
Couple drinks to clear our heads
Then spend Sunday drunk in bed
This ain't home at least not yet
But we're slowly getting there
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