The Blind Leaving the Blind Mvt 4 - Punch Brothers

I’m coming back, my friends

From the deep and bitter end

Where I was so concerned

We would be the ones who burned

The more scared the safer

The more grateful for the grapejuice

And the wafer

And I sound done

And I feel done

But I’m not done

Unless you’d give up on a lost son

And I need to hear Him say

«You and your friends can come in

Your thoughts and that girl can come in

Your parents and brothers are here

I let them In

Who told you I wouldn’t let you all in?

You are my children.»

Heaven shine through those stars

The city lights and the nearest bar

Where I’ll be with my friends

Hiding from the bitter end

The armor and the weapons

Were a strange way

To show them my affection

And I sound done

And I feel done

But I’m not done

Unless you’d give up on a lost son