i’m sorry i don’t have anything helpful to say
i only slept a couple hours, too afraid to awake
in a place i don’t know
a mistaken home

something was uncovered here
something we thought we buried
now the landscape’s unfamiliar
i won’t lie, sometimes it scares me

i’m sorry that the tears come unannounced like a flood
when re-remembering feels like a sucker punch to the gut
is it weird the fleeting moments i feel sort of alright
are when i recognize the helplessness in some stranger’s eyes

in this place we don’t know
our mistaken home

maybe you could hold me
and we could sleep a while
while the storm’s unfolding

we could stay inside
in this place we don’t know
our mistaken home

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words and music by Shannon Curtis
published by Shannon K (ASCAP)
all rights reserved; lyrics reprinted by permission