Season of B-Sides

I tried, I tried to find the way home But the way home was never the right for me Our team used to scare the neighbors But the neighbors swore the restless are tamed in sleep Alone in the seaside, delayed, decayed (I waited, almost stayed) season of b-sides Get away, away, away So tell me where you are Far away, find a way to the start Between the shades among the halos The way home was the one that's enough for me Those thoughts sent me back through railroads When the mailman brought the photos and scent of leaves Alone in the seaside, delayed, decayed (I waited, almost stayed) season of b-sides Get away, away, away So tell me where you are Far away, find a way to the start