Uploaded March 2017 | Updated September 2026, 1 hour ago
Live Acoustic Session for The Last Time I Was Home off The Workday Release's 2016 Album Songs from a Sketchbook, Pt. 1.
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Lyrics:
Cold
The fire's burning low and I'm alone
There's time to kill and I know that
I haven't been myself lately
Yeah maybe I should say out loud I'm lost
And stop
Stop pretending I will be just fine
Dusting over every single line I used to see as something permanently keeping out the dark
I cannot remember the last time I was home
I thought that I could find you or finally let go
I cannot remember the last time I felt safe
I thought if I could find you
And hear you say my name
I could go back home
No, they say they understand but it's a lie
They're too damn deep and confident
And all I want is something less obsessed with over tracing every crime
Live Acoustic Session for The Last Time I Was Home off The Workday Release's 2016 Album Songs from a Sketchbook, Pt. 1.
Stream Songs from a Sketchbook, Pt. 1 on Spotify here:
https://open.spotify.com/album/55kbxo...
Purchase Songs from a Sketchbook Pt. 1 on iTunes here:
https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/son...
Follow Me
-----------------
twitter.com/workdayrelease
instagram.com/theworkdayrelease
facebook.com/theworkdayrelease
soundcloud.com/theworkdayrelease
theworkdayrelease.tumblr.com
theworkdayrelease.com
Lyrics:
Cold
The fire's burning low and I'm alone
There's time to kill and I know that
I haven't been myself lately
Yeah maybe I should say out loud I'm lost
And stop
Stop pretending I will be just fine
Dusting over every single line I used to see as something permanently keeping out the dark
I cannot remember the last time I was home
I thought that I could find you or finally let go
I cannot remember the last time I felt safe
I thought if I could find you
And hear you say my name
I could go back home
No, they say they understand but it's a lie
They're too damn deep and confident
And all I want is something less obsessed with over tracing every crime










