Letters of Transit - Home, Again

Every time I swear it's over
We go back and start this all again
You were my head, my heart, my mind, my soul, my holy grail
So look out. You’re only here until this falls a part
I'm the operator
Holding on the line
There’s static in your answer
Waiting for a sign
The back and forth is too much for me
Crippling depression takes its toll
You were my head, my heart, my mind, my soul, my private hell
So hold on. I’m clearly here forever till you say
Hey, I’m the Operator
Holding on the line
There’s static in the answer
And I’m not coming back
Home, again
A heartache, the failure
The things that we said
I was wrong to lead you on
Home, again
I’m sorry I misled you
This was never getting better
Now I’m on my own again
Sing that song to the sorry, love
To the screams of the sinners
To the sobs of the weak and disowned
We’re all angry and alone
Sing that song to the sorry, love
To the screams of the sinners
To the sobs of the weak and disowned
We’re all angry and alone
We’re all angry and alone

Written by:
Jack Storey

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