Sunk

Nothing quite hits you like How the hills start to Wane, marital tract and sky Wide and welcome Embrace the meaning of home In fullest form Wind and water and soil That sustained you Close your eyes Feel the breeze Reforge your ties Shiver like the reeds Slow down You’re home now No need to explain how These tree bows Weave round You’re sunk unto the ground One hour or two forty Fives to connect Waves that reflect in the smiles Ten songs or less Give your voices to us Clap your hands out of time Head home and we are gone At the last chime The dirt of the road Clings too tight to shake off To the land that we Know the curves of Close your eyes Feel the breeze Reforge your ties Shiver like the reeds Slow down You’re home now No need to explain how These tree bows Weave round You’re sunk unto the ground Perhaps it’s home’s open arms The earliest voice Come and refill your cup Make the terminal choice How can we heed the war- Ning? Counterfeit mor - Ning. Prescription pills Numb all life's ills The garden is growing The whiskey is flowing The bread is baking Wood pigeon’s waking The table is laden Familiar cadence Take the time to cease Take the time Slow down You’re home now No need to explain how These tree bows Weave round You’re sunk unto the ground Slow down You’re home now No need to explain how These tree bows Weave round You’re sunk unto the ground