Bear Quartet - Roads Home lyrics

rate me

all my friends

all those rapid losing ends

can't show me

how I should be wearing

my coat against the cold

where good intentions croak

I walk a road and it's called home

and the part of me

that's about to die

would never tell you a cruel lie

hoarse ghosts

now live where all our hopes froze

and indifference

is the prime distance

that's how the story goes

through what's best left untold

the old neighbourhoods

all the sad houses stare

could you find warmth around here cutting through the woods

I walk a road and it's called home

and the part of me

that's about to cry

won't leave me dry

is all I can satisfy

hoarse ghosts

now live where all our guts froze

and indifference

is the prime distance

that's how the story goes