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Text: Wilco. Let Me Come Home.

Let's let the world just take its shape
I'll let my face be your blank page
Let my dreams be your escape
You'll just let me come home

Oh, I'm a panic I can't explain
I'm prepared to make all of your mistakes
Stricken like a flower being bent by the rain
Won't you let me come home

Let me come home
Let me come home
Can't you see my heart is boiling
Can't you see my heart is boiling

Life is short, but the lines are long
Everybody dies, but we're not gone
Won't you please help me sing along
Let me come home

Birds all sing and no one knows why
They were never asked, and it makes me cry
Hello always sounds like goodbye
Please, let me come home

Let me come home
Let me come home
Can't you see my heart is boiling
Can't you see my heart is boiling