"Drink By Fires" lyrics

"Drink By Fires"

I've been talking to my sister
On the phone for the whole morning
About Mom and Dad and friendship
About making our own stories
And we didn't use to talk much
But we've been best friends since college
And I do magic for her daughter
Couldn't lose her if I wanted

And I love to come home

I've been talking to my daddy
He's been trying to retire
Just so he can come and see me
Play some shows and drink by fires
We've been playing games that he made up
For as long as I have known him
And I promise we'll keep playing
Till this bar says they're closing

And I love to come home

I've been talking to my mama
She's been stressed about the kitchen
If she ever missed a phone call
I'd be sure she wasn't living
When I speak to her, I'm nothing
But feet swinging in the back seat
I know everything is okay
I am certain that she has me

And I love to come home

I've been talking about love
To anybody who will listen
Like it's something that eludes me
Like it's something that I'm missing
But it's in the way I exhale
I've always had it all around me
Sunflowers are everywhere
I really miss my family

And I love to come home


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