Beacon Hill

Keeping you close, falling behind
I lost my voice, you lost your mind
You say you’re not well, I say that you’re fine
Walking with me through the aisles of a drugstore
And if you return to me
Oh, if you return to me
Your mother’s a fake, a phantom who steals
The smile on your face is not what you feel
I’ll check you in if you check me out
Some lonesome wrist-cutter who says I’m her brother
Oh, if you return to me
Oh, if you return to me
Was I the ghost or one of your voices
You hear in you head when you’re out killing horses
Who’s taking my place, who’s taking you home
I don’t think it’s safe to turn out the nightlight
And if you return to me
Oh, if you return to me
I read your reviews, I studied the lines
I know them so well, my life’s now a tragedy
One for the road, two for the plane
And I will be fine, as long as you take me
And if you return to me
Oh, if you return to me
It’s alright, baby
It’s alright, baby
It’s alright, babe
It’s alright