You left the building in a flurry
Had your boots on in the house
They were dropping little dirt clods
You were dropping little doubts
You’re asking me questions
On which I can’t dwell
And I’m sorry I hold you tighter
Than I ever held myself.
If you’re stayin, stay
If you’re goin, go
Just remember that I am home
If you’re drivin’, drive
Gotta ramble, ram
Don’t you forget you always come home
The textures we live for
The vices we chase
They’rе all out on a flood plain
That the tears inundate
So if you don’t likе yelling
You ain’t one to cry
Find a brackish imitation
To keep those suckers alive
If you’re stayin, stay
If you’re goin’, go
Just remember that I am home
If you’re drivin’, drive
Gotta ramble, ram
Don’t you forget that I am home