There is a field
Blue bells and heathers sway
Under a black sky
Under the slate at the end of the day
A dark night is coming
Bottomless ocean above
Boundless love from the young heart
Slowly turns salamander gray
I used to walk here, head in the clouds
Overwhelming feeling, not being allowed
Born in the country, moved to the city
I've been playing catch up since
Looking for a home
Home...
I found it in a bottle
I found it in a pack of cigarettes
I lost it in your eyes
I'll find it in places I haven't been yet
We used to sit here guarding the night
Chasing the last trip, dark becomes light
No way of knowing the people we've become
On and on, on and on, on and on, on and on...
Pain, pain in my heart
Pain, pain in my heart
Pain, pain in my heart
Pain, pain in my heart
Looking for a home
Home...
Pain, pain in my heart, on and on
Pain, pain in my heart, on and on