Madison Violet â Home
Chords by: Byron Fogarty
Well here we go another heavy morning
My fever s gone but now you re crying
And its well before eight
Pushing our food around our plates
Yeah you could take the fight if this was barroom brawling
But you think I m gonna run as fast as I came calling
Earned from the start, a red ribbon for my careless heart
Out the window the sirens have the cars pulling over
Patient in the back and the uniformed chauffeurs
All I can taste is the look on your face
Coming up through the Andaman waters
Its calm it s grace everythings in place Its calm it s grace
Im telling you Im home Im telling you Iâm home
Im home Im telling you Im home
A lonely shadow on the ceiling shivers
The furnace blows hard and the heat delivers
And it s well after one
And the moon s bowing down to the sun
The wind was fierce on the blue water pier
But we took off our clothes we were cavalier
And all i can taste is the look on your face
Coming up through the clear lake water
Its calm its grace Everythings in place
Its calm its grace
Im telling you Im home Im telling you Im home
Im home Im telling you Iâm home
Im home home
Im home home
Its calm its grace Everythings in place
Its calm its grace Everythings in place
Its calm its grace Everythings in place
Its calm its grace
Im telling you Im home Im telling you Im home
Im home Im telling you Im home
Im home Im telling you Im home
Im home Im telling you Im home
Im home home
Im home home