Tekster: Dark Dark Dark. Come Home.
You think you're at the end
You think you can't get further now
Well if you're at the end
Then baby, please come home now
Baby, please come home
I know the shores are murky
Where you're waiting
And the sky listless and gray
There used to be a storm
A'churnin' in your chest
But it's long gone away
I'll tell you one thing I know to be true
The water is clearer on the inside
So take my hand, take my hand
And I'll show you where the water is warm
You think you're at the end
You think you can't get further now
Well if you're at the end
Then baby, please come home now
Baby, please come home
Baby, please come home now
Baby, please come home
Now, to get there, gotta pick your knees up
And the water only gets deeper
Now, to get there, to get through this thick part
All our secrets circling
Now you'll see we'll leave it all behind
And all that's left of you is bones
Take my hand, take my hand
And I'll show you how to remember
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Take my hand, take my hand
And I'll show you how to remember
I'll hold you in my arms
As if you were an auto harp
The chords resounding in your chest
The chords like all the words
That you ever said
All the stormings of the dawn
So tell me a story
Tell me something true
Tell me a story
Babe, I'll lead you home
Babe, I'll lead you home
You think you can't get further now
Well if you're at the end
Then baby, please come home now
Baby, please come home
I know the shores are murky
Where you're waiting
And the sky listless and gray
There used to be a storm
A'churnin' in your chest
But it's long gone away
I'll tell you one thing I know to be true
The water is clearer on the inside
So take my hand, take my hand
And I'll show you where the water is warm
You think you're at the end
You think you can't get further now
Well if you're at the end
Then baby, please come home now
Baby, please come home
Baby, please come home now
Baby, please come home
Now, to get there, gotta pick your knees up
And the water only gets deeper
Now, to get there, to get through this thick part
All our secrets circling
Now you'll see we'll leave it all behind
And all that's left of you is bones
Take my hand, take my hand
And I'll show you how to remember
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Take my hand, take my hand
And I'll show you how to remember
I'll hold you in my arms
As if you were an auto harp
The chords resounding in your chest
The chords like all the words
That you ever said
All the stormings of the dawn
So tell me a story
Tell me something true
Tell me a story
Babe, I'll lead you home
Babe, I'll lead you home
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