The Right Way Home

pockets are empty, birds on the wire
skies are all tangled with blueberry clouds
wisps of sadness all over the moon
and i’m finding the right way home…
i’ve got one foot in heaven, one foot in hell crows in the steeple and they’re
ringing that bell
going to cover you up with a blackberry moon
cos i’m finding the right way home…
i can see butterflies and they’re caught in your eyes
like a dream when there’s no to dream it
and i’m strung out tonight on this dizzy moonlight
like a word when there’s no one to mean it
night’s a liquor and the flavour’s so fine
starlight flickers like lilac wine
fireflies flip like a million moons
and i’m finding the right way home
the stars cannot fall cos they’re too big to catch
(but my heart’s only small… leave the door on the latch…)
gonna find you a sleep by the light of the moon i’m finding the right way home.
fling out the dead wood, cling onto the good
time’s gonna stop you (you knew it would)
i’m gonna sing to you sideways — rattle the moon
cos i’m finding the right way home