Deserted Homes

I don’t know where people go
When they desert their homes
Vaporized like all the water cooked
On their stoves
Maybe time is just two hands
Leading us through the most
Letting go, letting go, letting go
Letting go, letting go, letting go
I don’t know where people go
When they desert their homes
Could you be there with me
When I see they’re gone
Many, many, many
People on their own
Of letting go, lettting go, letting go
Don’t let me go, let me go, let me go
Looking for something familiar
In faces that I’m gone
Freezing time is easier, if you are holding on
Come with me, come with me
Nothing is left to see
Come with me, come with me
Close to reality
Come with me, come with me
Nothing is left to see
Come with me, come with me
Close to mortality
I don’t know where people go
There’s nothing here to show
If I stay too long, we’re all to turn to stone
Many, many, many
Secrets to be told
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Looking for something familiar
In faces that I’m gone
Freezing time is easier, if you are holding on
Come with me, come with me
Nothing is left to see
Come with me, come with me
Close to reality
Come with me, come with me
Nothing is left to see
Come with me, come with me
Close to mortality