Time To Go Home Songtext
Switched lights off, for the very last time
I took my mind off, continued in my prime
I sat and listened, to all that was wrong
And now it's over, someone's hit my gong
Sat on the chair, with the paper and pen
Writing my journal, but it doesn't make sense
Sipping the tea, and tapping my foot
I should've listened; this is how it was put

Chorus:
My phones got no signal and I'm stuck in the flat
Every time I walk in I have to wipe my feet on the mat
I don't mind trying 'cos I've done it before
But now its time to go home

My minds gone blank, yeah, with things to say
But there's so much inspiration in my head today
I'd like to release it all but it won't come out
Sometimes I wonder what life's all about

Bridge
This place is in a tip
And my minds in a dip
The mugs on the table
The foods on the floor
I don't wanna hear that same song no more

Chorus

Just a short walk, down the muddy path
Faking a smile, to the garden staff
Unbolt the shed, where our thoughts become real
Hear the music, not knowing how to feel
Tuning the guitar, to how it sounds best
But it's not quite right, this I must confess
Just the same, it used to feel so good
But the recording, seems so misunderstood

Chorus

Bridge

...now its time to go home...