WEATHERBOX LYRICS

"They're Ready For Us To Come Home"

Don't even try
Don't go, no, you won't make all that cold, wet dry
Don't let those hopes grow 'til they show their size
No, that's not only smoke, creeping through the window
Holy Ghosts control my space and time

And they will find me in the end
Yes, they will find me in the end

I have not enough heart
You've been a-lyin' from the start
My brains, they always change, they're not set in stone
Flap your wings, dip into the dream
We're getting ready to come home
We're getting ready to come home
We're getting ready to come home
(To Be sung Full-Throated With Hands Held to the Heavens:)
They're Ready for Us to Come Home!

my art is not-that-good art
my art is not-that-good art
my art is not-that-good art
my art is not-that-good art
my art, my art
my art, my art

My art is not-that-good art
You get off, got off to a better start
Our success was never set in any stone
I bent myself to bring you these marvelous things
They blossom and they bloom into you
I thought you might have wanted them too
I thought you maybe wanted them too
Maybe you maybe wanted them too

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