Tennyson – Cry Bird

Home is not what you call it
If you’re scared to go
Got yourself binoculars
Looking for a home, yeah
Can’t you see you’re looking for
The mountain that you’re on? Sure you always talk about it
But your word’s never sure
Don’t you know? (Will it ever be the same again?)
(How much does it take?)
(Could it ever be the same again?)
(How much does it take?)
Can’t you live your life without it? On wagon rides, our tingling toes
Back alley skies, the wind in our clothes
Run it back, back to the start of our song
Cry bird
And all the calls of popsicle bells
In blanket forts with oil pastels
Run it back, back to the start of our song
‘Cause it goes oh, oh
Can we go home, home? Put it all behind
I’d like to believe that in our life we’re guided
By the first few lines
So what’re you waiting for? This puzzle wasn’t always complicated
The journey is the home you’re looking for ‘Cause it goes oh, oh
Can we go home, home? When all is calm, a bird from afar
The bleeding song of all that we are
If you go I’m running after you
And it goes oh, oh
Can we go home? You’ll know it
Got no doubt about it
Don’t you know it’s fine?


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