Radical Face - Welcome Home

So, I'm writin' you this letter between rests 'Cause yesterday a bullet found my chest And I don't got the energy to dress myself And I can't walk without help And I, I can't remember why I joined this war And I can't tell you what we're fightin' for I guess I wasn't smart enough to see the game And that no one's keepin' score And now, you would not believe the things I miss It's all the little things that fill that list Like playin' with the dogs and helpin' father chop the wood behind the fence Now I, I'm not sure if I'll see another day The doctor said it could go either way But I just wanted you to know no matter if I sink or fall, or blink out in this hospital That I'm alright, yeah, I made peace with it all Mistakes and all Mistakes and all Mistakes and all Mistakes and all Mistakes and all Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain Hands folded across your lap, and the dull look of peace across your face Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest She swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left She watched us grow through windowpanes Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way You held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way We never knew what it meant to be whole and free Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way We knew what we lost if we strayed from paths only they could see But sink or swim is all they'd say Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins Dad gripped the bags like they might fly away And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in I felt your breath along the way I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart And you'd hold my hand if you felt me slipping back into the dark Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all It's empty hands or empty plates

I was just a boy My father seemed a mountain then With a voice that could shake the seas My mother's ghost hung across his shoulders And he said she was still watching over me My brother was home Just returned on army leave Told his stories with a distant stare And as it snowed The wind was howling through the trees And I spent my night just listening by the fire My hands move the creases from my brow Soft as a breath It's like a feather I dreamed of a lonely voice that night Quiet as death Outside my window It sang a sad and lovely tune Clear as a bell Soft as a shiver It said, I want you all the time It said, I want you all the time Goodbye bad thoughts I'm safe under covers So goodbye bad thoughts 'Cause I'm safe under covers Now I can see you again

When i was just a boy still owl-eyed I liked to drink the rain to taste the sky I tried to count the stars while in my bed To keep the thoughts of monsters from my head And i believed the stars were wishes I believed the world was good I believed things hid in the dark And that all would turn out just how it should I believed in all your stories I believed you'd never lie I believed if i could climb the trees behind the house, I'd touch the sky I believed the skies were doorways home

I was born when they took my name When the world turned wicked, when I joined their game But I turned and fought them Like you always knew I'd do I sat and dreamed at the foot of your bed You split my skull and reached inside my head And pulled out the pictures I'd been wishing I'd forget And you stitched me up then And wiped the blood from off my chin Now I sit on the rooftop's edge The muddy street beneath my swollen head Trying to forget you To believe we've never met And the sky is wrecked, full of rotting clouds From chimney mouths spewing smoke around And I can't stop coughing My lungs just won't calm down But still I keep grinning As the blood from my face stains the ground A bird, caught in the wires Bleating for help I can't provide, I'm not that big I hope for the best but nothing changes, I'm sorry But I was blessed with bad eyes There's a lot that I miss but I don't mind, I'm not that old I'll find out what broke me soon enough