[ti:Homesick]
[ar:Sleeping at last]
[al:Yearbook]
[00:19.17]You spend your whole life just to remember the sound
[00:30.59]When the world was brighter, before we learned to dim it down
[00:42.05]Call it survival, call it the freedom of will
[00:53.65]Where breath is our own, our compass needle standing still
[01:16.09]Our resignation only comes on beaten paths
[01:42.74]When the world was flat, we dreamt of it ages
[01:58.39]If love's elastic, then were we born to test its reach?
[02:08.65]Is it buried treasure or just a single puzzle piece?
[02:20.58]It's poison ivy beneath our brave and trusting feet
[02:31.58]All revelations come to us in recovery
[02:42.13]Cry wolf, cry mercy, cry the name of the one you were raised to believe
[02:58.19]Cry heart, cry yourself to sleep, cry a storm of tears if it helps you breathe
[03:14.37]If it helps you, if it helps you breathe