Russian Red

take me home

And it's your guitar that discovers you wild
For all I can see is the dark of a sky
And the plumbs in a glass jar of wine

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know
Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know
How I got here, but now you

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know
Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know

How I subsist
With candled up nights
And pure spirits
I don't know how
You dragged me here

And it's my guitar that discovers me blind
For all I can see is the clarity side
And the bones someone spat
On the trash from the plumbs

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know
Take me home, take me home, don't know
How I got here, but now you

Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know
Take me home, take me home, don't know

How I subsist
With candled up nights
And pure spirits
I don't know how
How, how, how, how, I got here

And if you can call
The name of our hope
That probably means
I'm not there