pack it up it's time to celebrate

fireworks and champagne

feeling silver in the wall cracks

going home but it doesn't feel like home

my home is here

my home is gone now

remember when i thought i was a ghost

living in draws and corners and candlelight

i wrote my feelings and newspapers that nobody read

all my chairs are broken where will i rest

maybe if i walk around aimlessly

i'll fall into a fantasy

with everything i've ever held dear to me

and everything is black and white and clear to me

and the hands i wanna hold are not so far away

spent my time in valleys and thunderstorms

holding strangers to my chest

getting lost but i didn't feel so lost

take your house out of my bones

never thought i'd be afraid of flying

of changing my mind

all my tears are broken when i will i rest

maybe if i walk around aimlessly

all my chairs are broken when will i rest

maybe if i walk around aimlessly

i'll fall into a fantasy

of everything i've ever held dear to me

and everything is black and white and clear to me

and the hands i wanna hold are not so far away