Left without instruments
Fled back to town
All skin and mouth
Speaking too loud
Watch when some branches
Get stuck in your hair
We dare not say no
Rave-riot dancing in neon attire
A loft by the square
You'd never been higher
Painting a face on the fridge
Use his hands but he couldn't lay low
He's got the reason
There is no rhyme left
If what you say is real
That they may come for you
While we're standing here
There are things that we must do
You haven't aged a day
Unique - it's all the same
Good luck in finding one
A home away from home
Home is where the heart is
It's where the heart is
It's where the heart is
If what you say is real
That they may come for you
While we're standing here
There are things that we must do
You haven't aged a day
To you it's all the same
Good luck in finding one
A home away from home