Welcome home - Radical face.

Por Ben cooper. álbum Ghost. Welcome home. Sleep don&visit, so I choke on sun, and the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I&never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much, but we&made the most Welcome home Ships are launching from my chest Some have names but most do not If you find one, please let me know what piece I&lost Peel the scars from off my back I don&need them anymore You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars I&come home All my nightmares escape my head Bar the door, please don&let them in You were never supposed to leave Now my head&splitting at the seams And I don&know if I can Here, beneath my lungs I feel your thumbs Press into my skin again