We Always Come Home - Toy Matinee

Father was born by Daisy May Welch

Mister was a barber, never learned to drive

In the old house, his brother’s first son

Next to where the eldest died

When I was a child of five

We always come home

We always come home

We always come home

We always wander home

Mother was a smart one, ran the town news

A thing they called The Diamond Drill

Father worked the lifts in the old Tobin mine

He always loved the saxophone

But he had to keep us all alive

We always come home

We always come home

We always come home

We always wander home

Another time, would you be brave enough?

There’s no more growing up

See the crystal falling

Hear the old town calling

Another place, but do you dream enough?

Afraid of waking up

See the crystal falling

Hear the old town calling you away

Grandma’s buried on the big hill since fall

Right next to where Grandpa lies

They’ve gone away, but they’ve saved a place for me

That’s where I’ll be someday

And it’s so good to know

We always come home

We always come home

We always come home

We always wander home