One by One - The Orbweavers Dust off the picture books Creaking spine as pages fall In the hallway dancing Your coat hangs behind the floor I stand beside it in the hall Loose threads fall together Leaves fall around my shoes Cushioning my soles Aimless walks in winter Clothed piled in plastic bags I meant to throw away Are they useful Am I grieving Go Why did you go go Why did you go After four years on the run Why did you come home Why did you come home With your bells and mistletoe Got your favourites on the wall The fairest of them all You couldn't even call You couldn't even Calls on the telephone Strange voice you're not alone I wish I was dreaming Waves wash over me Down here I feel free I can't hold my breathing Go Why did you go go Why did you go After four years gone around Why did you go home Why did you come home It's about the missing town Got your favourites on the wall The fairest of them all You couldn't even call You couldn't even call