Welcome Home, Son

Welcome Home, Son - Radical Face

Sleep don't visit

So I choke on sun

And the days blur into one

And the backs of my eyes

On things I've never done

Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline

Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass

Is never much but we made the most

Welcome home home home home

Home home

Ships are launching from my chest

Some have names but most do not

If you find one please let me know what piece I've lost

Heal the scars from off my back

I don't need them anymore

You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars

I've come home home home home

Home home

All my nightmares escaped my head

Bar the door please don't let them in

You were never supposed to leave

Now my head's splitting at the seams

And I don't know if I can

Here beneath my lungs

I feel your thumbs press into my skin again