Take Me Home

It’s your guitar that discovers you wild

for all I can see is the dark of a sky

and the plumbs in a glass jar of wine.

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know

how I got here, but now you…

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know

take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know

how I subsist with candled up nights and pure spirits I

don’t know how you dragged me here.

And it’s my guitar that discovers me blind

for all I can see is the clarity side

and the bones someone spat

on the trash from the plumbs…

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know

how I got here, but now you…

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know

how I subsist with candled up nights and pure spirits I

don’t know how you dragged me here.

If you can call the name of our hope

that probably means I’m not there.

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know

how…