Home

I've been going with the wind, I guess
And it feels like since July
That I've been searching for a kick
And I didn't think there'd be much more to find
Until I tried, more to find, 'til I tried

Just unraveling and untangling
All the things I miss
I could barely feel them with my fingertips
So I'll be heading home

Blind, out looking for a place to be
But they never felt like mine
And now I'm just a lonely creep
And I didn't think there'd be much more to find
Until I tried, more to find, until I tried

Just unraveling and untangling
All the things I miss
I could barely feel them with my fingertips
Oh, all the things I miss
I could barely feel them with my fingertips
So I'll be heading home

I've been unraveling, for so long
I should probably get back home

I've been unraveling, for so long
I should probably get back home



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Kenneth Galbraith, Lachlan George Galbraith, Baden Jack Donegal, Nicholas Paul Blom, Thomas Patrick O'brien, Angus Owen Goodwin
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