Home

Home, so far from home So far to go And we've only just begun And oh, every lie we told Is written in stone Every lie we wrote in our bones And hold on, there's nothing to pack Oh, we know we're not coming back And, oh, every promise that we broke Is sewn to our clothes Now we are pinned to the wind, I suppose And oh, every falling flake of snow Has to give in Oh, but we spin and we spin and we spin And hold on, there's nothing to pack Lay your heart out, we're not coming back And hold on, there's nothing to pack Lay your heart out, we're not coming back We're not coming back