I don't want to go home anymore
I don't want to go
My heart is somewhere under the floor
The coffee in the pot is cold
Coffee in my bones
We had a river day today
Still smell the smoke on your face
Still smell the smoke
Made a fire from a part of a rock
It’s 11 at night and it’s not dark
It’s 11 at night
The long day is done
Proofs on my shoulders, burned by the sun
My shoulders burned
Tell the angels I’m done
