Homestead, Pt. 1

Do you feel that itch in your bones?
Did you finally grow old?
Come and join me
We'll talk it all out

What a weight you've carried through the years
You conquered your heart
You battled your fears
Despite the fact I wasn't always here
I want to hear
I need you here
Now look me in the eyes
Don't start to cry

We talk for hours
Profound and honest
As I grab two new bottles
You turn away and close your eyes

Travel back in time
What a beautiful hue you have
I see it surrounding you
Every time I look at you
And that feeling of being proud
Just to know you
Resides in my chest
Every time

The past chains us to these chairs
Throughout all the years
The ghosts cling to the walls

I travelled space and time
To figure out what was mine
Or was it yours?
I don't know

Now you finally have grown old
One last question:
Do you feel alright in your skin
Or wanna be young again?

The past is like a flower
It won't bloom again
Go into the rain
Dance your filth off
Be pure again

Then let's talk some more
On the kitchen floor
Let's see what's in store

Years later we'll talk about this night
Knowing in the end
We were alright
I promise you this much
We were alright