I've been lost so long I can barely see
Clawing halfway home, hit the edge of Kansas City
One small swansong in my head across the ground
I was the chimes moving on through the wind
But every word was empty sound
Close your eyes, baby sleep
float across the gentle sea
Every dream turning grey
Holds the promises of rain coming
I smelled the wind and it turned me back like a staggering blow
We came to the edge and I shut my eyes
I could tell you what we found there, but nobody really wants to know
Please just take us home
There's nothing left to stand on here anymore
Close your eyes, baby sleep
Float across the gentle sea
Every cloud turning grey
Holds the promises of rain coming
