Somewhere past the fields.
Past the reeds and evergreens she sleeps.
My bright eyed, holy child.
That dream of [bad word] to life.
My sad and sweet soulmate.

Mile after mile of [bad word] roads spread across this nation just like veins.
They keep moving me through,
Keep pushing me away from her and towards lonely beds and long cold days.

And now I can see it.
And now I just know that I've pushed too much,
Held too much back.
I've been too much intact when I'm falling apart.
I need her now.
Need her more than anything.

I'll wait while hours pass like days.
Until [bad word] home,
Until I can touch her face.
Until I can waste the days away [bad word] and in solitude with her.
Safe and secure in our home.

And now I can see it.
And now I just know that I've pushed too much,
Held too much back.
I've been too much intact when I'm falling apart.
I need her now.
Need her more than anything.

And I tell myself "Soon you'll be back home"
And I tell myself "Soon you'll be back home"
"Soon you'll be back home"
"Soon you'll be back home"
"Soon you'll be back home"
"Soon you'll be back home"
"Soon you'll be back home"

And now I can see it.
And now I just know that I've pushed too much,
Held too much back.
I've been too much intact when I'm falling apart.
I need her now.
Need her more than anything.