Hometowns - Honig

Don’t you feel alone

In your hometown

This used to be the one place

Where you felt sound

There’s nothing left to do now

These familiar roads

Have been worn down

I like when you cover my eyes

And you steal me away

Areoplanes and boats

And my own feet

They’re carrying me home

And I’ll be home

When I get old and die

I like when you cover my eyes

And you steal me away from the light

And drag me through darkness and night

So I can emerge on your side

I’ve been telling you

That the road is friend

I am coming home