when i come home Lyrics

On a high in Silver Lake

Try to fit in but feel like a fake

Modern hotel room and free champagne

After days on end in the left lane

When it all came swirling down

In a motel with nothing around

Should we call it off and start the long way home

Fifteen different states and different microphones

As the states began to shut down

We headed east through abandoned towns

Gas station doors and bathroom stalls

Making noise and making phone calls

I'll just sit in the back bench

I'll shut my eyes and pretend to rest

What if I'm a vessel for this great unknown

Fifteen different states and different microphones

When I come home my room will be the same

But so much about me has already changed

But so much about me has already changed

I will bring home the farms and the desert sands

And I'll bring a new fear of my own hands

When I come home my room will be the same

But so much about me has already changed

But so much about me has already changed

I will bring home the farms and the desert sands

And I'll bring a new fear of my own hands

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