[Lyric] Come Home (Wounds of Recollection)

You collected relics that enraptured light into the world
That plastic now sits behind glass, caked in dust while your light dims

Your mind wilted as each season passed
Each waking morning must have felt like a new death
Traded your home for walls to keep you safe; we said its for the best
It's always for the best
And sometimes in between blank stares I came to know, you whimpered
"Take me home. I'm coming home."

Flower arrangements were planned
I wish you could remember my name
No one was brave enough to untangle the knots with you day after day

Day after day

Your mind wilted as each season passed
Each waking morning must have felt like a new death
Until those new deaths became a blurry image
They said you'll be in peace, always be in peace
The only words the pastor spoke that I kept in my heart
Now you'll come home. "I'm coming home."
You would have felt sorry for someone in your condition
Your heart would pour out prayers that they would find peace