Going Back Home

I'm back to the sea As the lights become weak Pull down the blinds that shutter my life for a week And the faces I see The friends I don't keep And the old folks that start dying in their sleep And I wish I could speak to say something unique To give you the comfort that you seek Oh my love In the ways that you need me I'm coming back but Oh my love It's the ways that you need me that make me want to run And every time that I think that you find that I see The distance I keep makes a poor judgin' fool out of me Just like coming around to a part of your town that you've been But every things changed from the lights to the houses to tree But the smell is the same and it makes me remember your dreams Oh my love Gather your feet and start walking to the sun my love Kill off your daemons before your heart turns into one Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need? Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need? Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need? Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need? Is the pain that you need?