Rundown
Aedie
3:35Home is wherever we run to Cold draws us close to warm nights stitched in our sleeping bags Wetsuits hung and drying out Lonely waves forgotten coastline Old friends that make like ghosts, white sheet but painted black They can make sure I'll be coming back home Cause we're all called to something wild Where we're better off always getting lost To stay young Hold your breath and let this pass Know, it all won't last forever But for while it lasts we won't hold nothing back Yeah, for while it lasts we won't hold nothing back Yeah, for while it lasts Oh, we're all called to something wild Where we're better off always getting lost And what if all we had was here and now Would we all find ourselves as though the world was wide open Love is all we leave