Come Home - Bird York

Long day

Stabbing at shadows

Blank eyed, just staring out windows

He’s gone, left me again

Same song on permanent repeat

A Big Dog on a thin leash, these thoughts

Have got me lost and wondering

Where he’s been

And who he’s kissing

Come home

Come home, stop wandering

Come home

Back to the home of me

Just like a nicotine addict

I’m craving drama for my fix

My past has seized the day

Filling the silence with static

Sifting through his shiny garbage

I can’t win the war

When I’m fighting myself

With the shells of my own thinking

Come home

Come home, stop wandering

Come home, back to the home of me

Home, safe inside of my tiny prayers

Nothing out there can harm me

Come home

Come home, this tortures me

Come home, back to the

Home of me