The City
Took a job here in the city
On my journey back to you
All the street lights looking pretty
That old omnipresent hue

Home we go, home we go, home
Home we go, home we go

Start to recognise the distance
Familiar spaces in between
It's on the path of most resistance
But we might find the things we mean

Home we go, home we go, home
Home we go, home we go, home

You said you'd gone to find the version
Of yourself that knew the words
To all the songs we sang in person
And all the ones I'd never heard
Home we go, home we go, home
Home we go, home we go, home
Home we go, home we go, home
Home we go, home we go (home)

Took a job here in the city
On my journey back to you
All the street lights look so pretty
I might stay a day or two

Home we go, home we go, home
Home we go, home we go, home