guess i just assumed
assumed you'd've known
everything you said
lead me to think so
look how we've grown
at these seeds we've sown
every garden bed
overrun
it's hard to look away
hard to look away
we're going away
after i said i wouldn't stray
down to Kangaroo Island
or mexico bay
hope this suitcase
keeps my head above the waves
said we wouldn't play
not much more to say
this town is growing grey
the path is going grey
the commander of my tongue
sometimes he sings along
but he gets the words wrong
he gets the words wrong
the commander of my tongue
been gone so goddamn long
fear he's never coming home
he's never coming home
we're saving days
inside a pillowcase
hope it's not too late
to catch the train
cause i know the wait'll
drive me insane
any longer wait
will send me to my grave
older paths we take
swear it was just a taste
packed my case and left my home
oh i just needed to get gone
circling around the globe
tightening my stranglehold
I’m bought and sold
worried i've done fucked it up
left no where else to go
worried i've been wandering too long
just to be stumbling home
fully grown
older paths we take
these things wash away
hair is going grey
it's hard to look away
swear it was just a taste
swear it was just a taste