They're Ready for Us to Come Home

Don't even try Don't go, no you won't make all that cold wet dry Don't let those hopes grow till they show their size No, that's not only smoke Creeping through the window Holy Ghost control my space and time And they will find me in the end Yes, they will find me in the end I have not enough heart You've been a line from the start My brains, they always change They're not set in stone Flap your wings, dip into the dream We're getting ready to come home We're getting ready to come home We're getting ready to come home They're ready for us to come home My art is not-that-good art My art My art is not-that-good art You get off, got off to a better start Our success was never set in any stone I bent myself to bring these marvolous things They blossom and they bloom into you I thought you might've wanted them too I thought you maybe wanted them too Maybe you maybe wanted them too