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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Ottewell
Ben Ottewell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Ottewell
Ben Ottewell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Biller
Tom Biller
Mixing Engineer
Will Golden
Will Golden
Producer

Lyrics

Bring it back again, bring them into land Come on, bring the birds down and keep them in your hand Try to see through the drops on your eyes Try to tell what is true from what's only colored lies Where do you go when you wear that dress? Is that fire in your eyes? The fear gone out like a light 30 thousand days and isn't mine to stay Would you mind if I abide with you for a little while? Home, home, home, home Home, home, home Home, home, home The full throated shout The water breathes and gasps The wide scattered sky of stars Like LED lights explodes Fireworks collide Birds of the bus stops That pull you from your shoes And lift you like paper paints The ones that we've lost They come in the dusk Of a hot summer's breeze And dance on our warm skin The meaning is not clear Or maybe even real But there's wonder in the dreams That ferry us through the night Home, home, home, home Home, home, home Home, home, home Home, home When you stand with me Everything is new Every second is itself And there's nothing more to do And every blade of grass Whispers in my head Some old sign about the same But this time it's all brand new Home, home, home, home It's all brand new (home, home, home) Yeah, it's all brand new (home, home, home) It's all brand new (home, home, home) Yeah, it's all brand new (home, home, home) It's all brand new (home, home, home) Yeah, it's all brand new (home, home, home) It's all brand new (home, home, home)
Writer(s): Benjamin Ottewell, Samuel Genders Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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