Texty: Nellie McKay. Black Sheep.

Now the not alone, you're on your own
Welcome home
Follow through the street, now here's the heat
Welcome back home

Whipping wind upon your face
Slow child while you can
'Round the bend where one's who chase
So wild as a lamb

Flowers keep growing, water flowing, life is kind
Still every scene's a memory I won't miss
Motors are humming, water flooding, numb the mind
Still this is someone else's form of bliss

Slam out the gate, tempting fate, got to roll
Never escape what you know

Who could, could you? Who could, could you?
Who could, could you, could you, could you, could you, could you?
Who could, could you? Who could, could you?
Who could, could you, could you, could you, could you, could you?
Who could, could you?

Charming bits of flotsam floating in your sea of mind
Wondering the reason, should you leave it all behind
Weaving through the leavings, you were wrong but so was I
Seeking something perfect in the wreckage of my mind

Flowers keep growing, water flowing, life is kind
Still every scene's a memory I won't miss
Pictures parading, water glazing, numb the mind
Still this is someone else's form of bliss

Mommy, mommy