If You Lived Here, You'd Be Home Now - The Lucksmiths

Towards the limit of maps

The roads surrender to empty spaces

The roofline seems to collapse into the evening

I was asleep on the passenger’s side

White as a ghost against a floodlit billboard

Day casts different light upon those promises

But you know it’s true

If you lived here, you’d be home now

And yet don’t forget

If you lived here, you’d be home now

Even the stereo sounds tired

Here where the power poles look more like robot skeletons

Slack-wired against the evening

Let’s just drive until we’ve found somewhere

There are more headstones in the cemetery

Than houses in the town

And never leave

'Cause you know it’s true

If you lived here, you’d be home now

And yet don’t forget

If you lived here, you’d be home now

Tonight the cul-de-sacs are quiet

The driveways don’t lead anywhere

There’s no-one else awake

We could trust our deepest secrets

To the artificial lake

We’re in no hurry anyway

We both could use the break