No Place Like Home Lyrics - Owen

Well leave at dusk with only that which we can carry 

Whatevers left gets burned or buried 

for if by chance we return 

Well leave a note 

To Whom It May Concern: 

Fuck you and your front lawn 

Id rather die with my hands tied than holding a gun 

Theres no place like home for collecting burdens 

and conjuring ghosts that dont know theyre dead 

Soon theres going to be a fight 

and well all have to choose sides 

Like kids on the playground 

But everyones hungry 

Theres no place like home for collecting burdens 

and conjuring ghosts that dont know theyre dead 

He insists that hes just sick and I dont have the heart 

to tell him any different 

Its the way its been and the way it will be until we leave 

We dont need a mirror 

We dont need those pictures on the wall 

We dont need to see ourselves as we are now 

to remember where we came from 

Well leave at dusk with only that which we can carry 

Ill get the dog, you get the baby 

and pray that theres a god to light our way