But Home Is Nowhere (Demo Version) lyrics

Artist  : A.F.I. (AFI) 
Song : But Home Is Nowhere (Demo Version)
 


Twenty-six years and seems like I've just
begun

To understand my, my intimate is no one

When the director sold the show, who bought its
last rites?

They cut the cast, the music, and the lights



This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone



Twenty-six years end, still speaking in these
tongues

Such revelations while understood by no one

When the new actor stole the show, who questioned
his grace?

Please clear this house of ill-acquired taste



This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone



Give me something, give me something

Give me something, give me something

Give me something, give me something real



I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this
puzzle

Everyday another small piece can't be found

I lay strewn across the floor, pieced up in
sorrow

The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit

Pieced together incomplete and empty



This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone



This is my line, this is eternal

How did I end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone 





We held hands on the last night of eve

Our mouths filled with dust.

We kissed under the trees

And in the fields 

Screaming like dogs,

Bleeding dark leaves.



It was empty on the edge of hands

But we knew everyone floated on the bottom of the
river.

So we walked to the beach

The road curved into the sea.

And the shattered seasons lay in the bitter
smell,

Burning was on you like a disease in our kinder
of passing our stay,

Death is a blind curb.





The sky came crashing down 

And the three of us committed suicide

And picked up the shatters 

And the ships of stars that looked like a
mountain of angels 

That spoke of the hearts of the undying kids

That lulled the skies to a stop.



A few insects skittered away

That in hopes of the past time kissed you on your
hand 

And asked if you were coming to the ball

But you made me realize 

That my ticket wasn’t good enough for
you.





You said the cinders are falling like snow.

Serious poetry and spirit

And we sang with unrivaled beauty. 

Bitter elegy of sentry and eloquence of blue and
gray. 

Strange you ran down desperate streets.

We carved our names on the city.



The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the
moon,

Darkness and angsty kept close in mind.

Still we lay on the hills east 

And drifted slowly outward 

and somewhere in the wilderness lay our
salvation.

The statue, you figured, was domestic.    





I cannot stay here, I cannot leave.

Forever haunted, more than afraid.

Asphyxiated on words I would say.

I’m drawn to a blackened sky turned
blue.



There on a flower

No, not this time.

There’ll be no angels gracing the
line.

Just these dark words I find.



I’d show a smile, 

But I’m too weak. 

I’d share with you, 

Could I only speak,

How much this hurts me.



I cannot stay here, I cannot leave. 

Just like all I’ve loved,

I’m make believe.

Imagine hard, I disappear seen.

No one to love here but me.



There on a flower

No, not this time.

There’ll be no angels gracing the
line.

Just these dark words I find.



I’d show a smile, 

But I’m too weak. 

I’d share with you, 

Could I only speak,

How much this hurts me.



I’d tell you how much this haunts me.

I’d tell you how much this haunts me.

I’d tell you how much this haunts me.

You won’t get it off me.



There on a flower

No, not this time.

There’ll be no angels gracing the
line.

Just these dark words I find.



I’d show a smile, 

But I’m too weak. 

I’d share with you, 

Could I only speak,

How much this hurts me.



Just how much this hurts me.

Just how much you…