I'll be home to judge the silent weight.
Perfume forms the life on the interstate.
I'll be home to judge the silent weight,
And it's hard sometimes, and it's hard sometimes.
We've got a hole that's not rising.
(And the lights so loud)

I look for the shadow where I am.
And I look for the sound of leaving.
Trains left the town and the phone booths broke down.
They want to see it right now, they want to see it right now.
Trains left the town and the phone booths broke down.
They want to see it right now, they want to see it right now.

This island's sinking,
This island's sinking,
This island's sinking.
I'll be home to find a life away.
Perfume forms the life ont he interstate.


Lyrics submitted by Billiam319

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