Home

She had a meaty name and a Guild on the wall and a swagger

Yeah, a champion to this beaten ghost and brow

The city was sweating and they were drinking in the hall

when they got back to the cathouse to drive outta the blackout

And not just some cool-ass show; anywhere but home.

(do you stay where you're supposed to, so you keep your ring around?

my throat just feels so tight where your heart pumped all night.)

They talked until the moon lost to the blue light again

then back to the cornered company of the stranger within

and the one place I wanna go: anywhere but home.

See I hold this little image of how it used to be

but I've got one too many shadows of that night in the street,

There's things that burn away in the heat of true love,

but some nights remain and just burn one night too much.

W/ the flame, w/o the glow, anywhere but home.