Hiraeth

Woke us up one night alarmed to break the news
Bothered me the way you cried saying there's no use
In coming home
There's not one to come home to

Wish I hadn't left the way
That I did
With a compass that had cracked when I was just a kid
I had traveled far up north
Pointed south and had me heading back and forth

In coming home
There's not one to come home to
So if you should roam
Take a look, through and through

My fabric spun around like waves and vertigo
Patterns left a trace of places I don't want to go
You had stayed up using tears to flood the den
Hoping that you'd flood to me, my closest friend

In coming home
There's not one to come home to
I'm sorry for losing my self-esteem
Could you please unravel me?
Could you please unravel me?