Justin Sullivan - Twilight Home lyrics

rate me

Now the thick warm cream light fades down into the mist

From the sea

Three surfers - tiny black specs out across in the great

Waves

Lanterns of the little town over on the hill - twilight

Sweet homecoming

It's all the same

And these things we hold in our hearts

Like a promise in the salt of our blood

Until we come home

And always the breathing of the breaking surf

Drifts through the curtains and through our dreaming

And these things we hold to ourselves

Like a promise in the salt of our blood

Until we come home