Deserted Homes - Fallulah

I don’t know where people go

When they desert their homes

Vaporized like all the water cooked

On their stoves

Maybe time is just two hands

Leading us through the most

Letting go, letting go, letting go

Letting go, letting go, letting go

I don’t know where people go

When they desert their homes

Could you be there with me

When I see they’re gone

Many, many, many

People on their own

Of letting go, lettting go, letting go

Don’t let me go, let me go, let me go

Looking for something familiar

In faces that I’m gone

Freezing time is easier, if you are holding on

Come with me, come with me

Nothing is left to see

Come with me, come with me

Close to reality

Come with me, come with me

Nothing is left to see

Come with me, come with me

Close to mortality

I don’t know where people go

There’s nothing here to show

If I stay too long, we’re all to turn to stone

Many, many, many

Secrets to be told

Let it go, let it go, let it go

Looking for something familiar

In faces that I’m gone

Freezing time is easier, if you are holding on

Come with me, come with me

Nothing is left to see

Come with me, come with me

Close to reality

Come with me, come with me

Nothing is left to see

Come with me, come with me

Close to mortality