Oh, lost at night
In the town where I was born.
Bathed in soft neon light
In the town where I was born.
Knowing every street
In the town where I was born,
Not a single face I meet
In the town where I was born.
Spray-paint
Holy writ
Sidewalks kissed dew
Tell me get home to you…
Get home to you...
Get home to you…
Get home to you
From an exile
Drenched in Illyrian blue.
In love with traffic noise,
In the town where I was born.
Transfixed with industrial joys
In the town where I was born.
All direction gone
In the town where I was born.
Days keeps pressing on
In the town where I was born.
Turned on,
Written off.
Didn’t think it through.
Wanna get home to you…
Get home to you…
Get home to you…
Get home to you
From an exile
Drenched in Illyrian blue.
Strange precipitation
In the town where I was born.
Static on a numbers station
In the town where I was born.
Dozing cyclops moon
In the town where I was born.
Never thought I’d be back so soon
To the town where I was born.
Back lit
Strip mall signs
Ten dollar liquor drive thru
Gotta get home to you…
Get home to you…
Get home to you…
Get home to you
From an exile
Drenched in Illyrian blue.