Lyrics:

Sleep don''t visit, so I choke on sun, and the days blur into oneAnd the backs of my eyes hum with things I''ve never doneSheets are swaying from an old clotheslineLike a row of captured ghosts over old dead grassWas never much, but we''ve made the mostWelcome homeShips are launching from my chestSome have names but most do notIf you find one, please let me know what piece I''ve lostPeel the scars from off my backI don''t need them anymoreYou can throw them out or keep them in your mason jarsI''ve come homeAll my nightmares escape my headBar the door, please don''t let them inYou were never supposed to leaveNow my head''s splitting at the seamsAnd I don''t know if I canHere, beneath my lungsI feel your thumbsPress into my skin again