Dustin Tebbutt Home song lyrics

You laugh at dead ends

You're the only one I know

You're not fond of chances

Any more than letting go

I'm here to keep the ghosts away

So lie down in my arms

'Cause we're becoming home

Don't fly out of my arms

Your ribs like branches

To keep the glowing close

You're not fond of chances

Not the only one I know

You breathe in with me

I know you're keeping face

Lost to the celling

You won't hear me say

I'm here to keep the ghosts away...

As we're becoming home

You fly out of my arms