Radical Face > Ghost Welcome Home, Son
Lyrics
Sleep don't visit
So I choke on sun
And the days blur into one
And the backs of my eyes
With things I've never done
Sheets are swaying
From an old clothesline
Like a row of captured ghosts
Over old dead grass
Was never much but we've made the most
Welcome home
Ships are launching
From my chest
Some have names
But most do not
If you find one please
Let me know
What piece I've lost
Peel the scars
From off my back
I don't need them anymore
You can throw them out
Keep them in your mason jars
I've come home
All my nightmares
Escaped my head
Bar the door
Please don't let them in
You were never
Supposed to leave
Now my head's
Splitting at the seams
And I don't know if I can
Here beneath my lungs
I feel your thumbs press
Into my skin again