Felix Culpa (The)

It's Raining At Indian Wells
Do you remember when you were twenty-twoDid you know more than everyone else back then tooOr is this something recent that came with ageMy face is your face and my hands are your handsBut my blood's something different you can't understandIf you cut to the nerve, I doubt you'd find a traceWe can never go homeWe can never go home, can weWe are bricks and we are bones collected in memoryAnd we're a waking dreamAnd we have been known to creep like ivyThrough the cracks in the building where we once used to sleepThere are horizons I'll never seeBut as much as i want to leave, I'd rather beShow me the door and tell me to be stillI'm still waiting to awaken to older and wiserBut the things that I've started since my youth has expiredLeads me to believe that wiser never comesI'd take a father who's a drinker with a ten-penny temperOver someone who believes that his words haven't matteredI know you'd build back this house if it were the right thing to doWe can never go homeLetras de cancionesWe can never go home, can weWe are bricks and we are bones collected in memoryAnd we're a waking dreamAnd we have been known to sleepIn the beds of the building where we once were a familyFrom here, we shine through the darkWe were electric works of artDisplayed in a building now condemnedTen years too long to figure outThere's not too much left in this house to skirt aroundIn the cold of this midwestern winter, we owned upAnd I'll drive away with what I canBut as much as my heart is here, I'll understandMistakes can make a familyBut a home is built on loveWere we home From Letras Mania