All that junk you filled our bones with,
 It fills us, too.

 All that junk you filled our bones with, 
 It fills us, too

 All that junk you filled our bones with, 
 It fills us, too, but
 Now you're a ghost, you can find
 home away from here
 I always wanted to find a home away from here
 Out in the field so weighted for the first time

 All that rope you hang your neck with, 
 It left a mark

 All that rope you hang your neck with,
 It left a mark

 All that rope you hang your neck with, 
 It left a mark, but
 Now you're a ghost, you can find
 home away from here
 I always wanted to find a home away from here
 Out in the field so grounded for the first time

 All that river swept you under
 Carried us, too

 All that river swept you under,
 Carried us too

 All that river swept you under,
 Carried us too, but 
 Now you're a ghost you can find
 home away from here
 I always wanted to find a home away from here
 Out in the field so anchored for the first time

 All the wind that blows through your head
 Makes things new

 All the wind that blows through your head 
 Makes things new

 All the wind that blows through your head
 Makes things new
 Now you're a ghost, you can find 
 home away from here
 I always wanted to find a home away from here
 When will I watch you take off for the last time?