home

Go on a holiday back home

But I can't make it on my own

Hit my old friends up, what ya doing

I've made a mess and I can't get through it

Do you think they'd understand

Why I left them and all our plans

I had to move on, didn't know it

I'd be missing every moment

I miss the seconds we spent spinning

Off the trees and ropes and bridges

Making all the wrong decisions, while we filmed it

I miss the minutes we spent laughing

When we'd meet up after classes

Same old spot out on the path it was automatic

I miss the hours we spent down in

On the river east of Townsend

Counting every bend and mouth into the thousands

I miss the days when we'd do nothing

Sit at home and talk 'bout love and hate

And heartbreak, maybe stay up late and wake up hazy

I miss the weeks we'd end up climbing

Every mountain we could find and

At the top we'd feel like dying but we'd be smiling

I miss the months that we spent dreaming

Of the California heat and

Some have made it some defeated, but we're still breathing

I miss the years that we were hopeful

Every summer coming back home

When the coast would wave our past into the shallows

I miss the moment round the fire

Light a match, breath in the night air

Burn every worry despite there being no time passed in between

Time passed in between

Feels like no time passed in between

Why'd I, waste it all away

Was bright-eyed, now I'm just digging my own grave yeah

I'd like, taking up my place

Bringing me back home, I'll make it up one day

Why'd I, waste it all away

Was bright-eyed, now I'm just digging my own grave yeah

I'd like, taking up my place

Bringing me back home, I'll make it up one day

Why'd I, waste it all away

Was bright-eyed, now I'm just digging my own grave

I'd like, taking up my place

So bring me back home and make me okay