So, we were living out our days
In an old abandoned palisade
Sweepin' chimney 'til our backs hurt
And singin' 'til our throats were dry
Scraping the red from every rusty nail
Stitching the carpet's tails
We kept our salty voices hushed
You looked loveliest all dressed in dust
I cleared the cobwebs while you slept
Set a fire that we both regret
You woke up coughing up a storm
And we never made it out the door
'cause I, for one, was taking my time
I think it's time you and I
Should come home
It's been three years
And I can feel it in my bones
If turning back means
I am turning back alone
Then I guess I'm on my own
I'm on my own
It was six-hundred degree
We had nothing to protect our feet
From the glowing embers hot under our soles
Our burning bed of coal
But that fever that we shared
Wsn't nothing that we couln't bare
Yeah, we just wrapped around each other
And we sweat it out, our worst nightmare
And that's when I was born
In your arms during a firestorm
We were perfectly in place
We were filling up the empty place
But you were tired of wasting your time
Your spirit fled from
All those bad ideas we bled
I twisted up all of your words
And I turned to brass
While you were tearing down the past
Now I'm trailing, I'm traveling light
And losing my memories
I think it's time you and I
Should come home
It's been three years
And I can feel it in my bones
If turning back means
I am turning back alone
Then I guess I'm on my own
I'm on my own
So, we were living out our days In an old abandoned palisade Sweepin' chimney 'til our backs hurt And singin' 'til our throats were dry Scraping the red from every rusty nail Stitching the carpet's tails We kept our salty voices hushed You looked loveliest all dressed in dust I cleared the cobwebs while you slept Set a fire that we both regret You woke up coughing up a storm And we never made it out the door
'cause I, for one, was taking my time
I think it's time you and I Should come home It's been three years And I can feel it in my bones If turning back means I am turning back alone Then I guess I'm on my own I'm on my own
It was six-hundred degree We had nothing to protect our feet From the glowing embers hot under our soles Our burning bed of coal But that fever that we shared Wsn't nothing that we couln't bare Yeah, we just wrapped around each other And we sweat it out, our worst nightmare And that's when I was born In your arms during a firestorm We were perfectly in place We were filling up the empty place
But you were tired of wasting your time
Your spirit fled from All those bad ideas we bled I twisted up all of your words And I turned to brass While you were tearing down the past Now I'm trailing, I'm traveling light And losing my memories
I think it's time you and I Should come home It's been three years And I can feel it in my bones If turning back means I am turning back alone Then I guess I'm on my own I'm on my own
There you go man, nice job otherwise.