All that junk you filled our bones with, It fills us, too.
All that junk you filled our bones with, It fills us, too
All that junk you filled our bones with, It fills us, too, but Now you're a ghost, you can find A home away from here I always wanted to find a home away from here Out in the field so weighted for the first time
All that rope you hang your neck with, It left a mark
All that rope you hang your neck with, It left a mark
All that rope you hang your neck with, It left a mark, but Now you're a ghost, you can find A home away from here I always wanted to find a home away from here Out in the field so grounded for the first time
All that river swept you under Carried us, too
All that river swept you under, Carried us too
All that river swept you under, Carried us too, but Now you're a ghost you can find A home away from here I always wanted to find a home away from here Out in the field so anchored for the first time
All the wind that blows through your head Makes things new
All the wind that blows through your head Makes things new
All the wind that blows through your head Makes things new Now you're a ghost, you can find A home away from here I always wanted to find a home away from here When will I watch you take off for the last time?