Carry Me Home

Carry Me Home

Used to dream until I stopped writing fiction
All right well that's not true
Maybe it ended when I ended competition
Because I'd always loseMy therapist could never classify conditions
Alright whats wrong already
My pharmacist had better fill up my prescriptions

Here just take two of these and call me in the morning


Oh oh oh won't you carry me home

It's the last time in life that I'll ever try
The streets were flooded and in the tides were pessimists
So I just dove right in I felt at home

I felt alive I felt that I fit in
So I'll just keep dreaming
Wait for the wind to blow

Can't carry myself can't carry me home

On my own willWait for the wind to blow
Can't bury myself can't carry us both
On my own will