Home (Leave the Lights On)

FIELD REPORT Marigolden HOMEOME (leave the lights on) Cold snap like a coiled spring You can feel the frost coming on We are Marigolden Dropping Orange and umber, And barely holding on, just barely holding on. And now the downtown's dolled up with tinel and angels shes sneaked back hair cuts Teased the part in tangles And we trained for awhile And we took it all down Like garlands and the traffic signals Leave the lights on, Cause it might be nighttime when I get there, and I'm on my way home. Leave the the lights on cause it might be nighttime when I get there, And I'm on my way home Putting on old clothes in a new way Putting on a pose in a new stage Waking up every day just a little bit Changed As it breaks over us like waves. Long live beauty, short live fame Lust for wander, and hunger pain Face your fear, not your shame, cause in the end it just wears you away. Leave the lights on, cause it might be nighttime when I get there and I'm on my way home Leave the lights on, cause it might be nighttime when I get there And I'm on my way home I been clawing away at what's underneath, closer than solid ground beneath your feet Closer even now than lips and teeth, closer now than out ofl reach And the body remembers what your mind forgets. Archives every heartbreak and cigarette And these reset bones might not hold Yeah but they might yet Leave the lights on, cause it might be nighttime when I get home Leave the lights on, cause it might be nighttime when I get home But I'm on my way back home