coming home is the town in smoke
dismal fog and coaldust
coming home is a never-ending winter
maddening circled night
coming home is empty streets
you don’t see faces
coming home is always being a guest
they’ve been waited for the past
coming home is lazy embraces
you don’t wanna touch him, you sleep alone
coming home is a vine for dinner
that you drink it in the morning
coming home is the town in smoke
the ghost of the town
has swallowed you
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 4:44 AM UTC
coming home is the town in smoke
dismal fog and coaldust
coming home is a never-ending winter
maddening circled night
coming home is empty streets
you don’t see faces
coming home is always being a guest
they’ve been waited for the past
coming home is lazy embraces
you don’t wanna touch him, you sleep alone
coming home is a vine for dinner
that you drink it in the morning
coming home is the town in smoke
the ghost of the town
has swallowed you
