like swinging your arms in the dark to find out how the light sits and stepping on roads like the legs of the friends that decided to stay in and cursing real soft to yourself and to me how am i going to get to bed and i know i know i know i know i know we can press our hands til the fire reaches our front door so i will keep this light lit low for you when you stop your feet from running tired oh don t leave me god take me home oh don t leave me god take me home we march in philistine synchronise back and forth saying i am waiting i am waiting till my promise comes don t keep your mouth open so when you lay out on the floor the water will fill up your throat when it falls from the firmiment but bending again over rails with your friends only drowns out the helpfull noise i know i know i know i know i know how long how long how long how long how long so i will shake the boughs till you come down sending the birds into the airs like black fire up against the sun oh don t leave me god take me home oh don t leave me god take me home comes and it comes in the form of the voice he knows singing oh i know i know i know i know i know someone has said in a song we could saw off that pearly gate so that sooner than crying the most tired wings could shake themselves awake that kind of talk only leads us to thinking a circle on the lawn where only the leaves and seeds and the grass will blow singing oh i know i know i know i know i know so i will sing and soothe with your head laid low cause in your sleep i heard you crying out oh don t leave me god take me home oh don t leave me god take me home when i first saw it i still don t think i knew so i m just waiting i m waiting till my promise comes