You could not just stand there one more second
Phone erupting with a sirens call all night
Mother unsure what direction is straight anymore
Only hyperbole and disdain anymore
Family lines we cannot let go off
Home is now a construct to invent
Family lines we cannot let go
Home is now a construct
Flying car lost somewhere in the bush
Authorities still left scrambling for a trace of evidence
So much more for all those years of torment
What else to do but face up to the facts now
Family lines
We cannot let go of
Home is now a construct to invent
Family lines
We cannot let go of
Home is now a construct