The New Pornographers - To Wild Homes lyrics

First my trusty voice cracked
Like it's not plain to see
A sidewalk step defaults on my debt
To the order of society

Behold our first rate lady
As if you hadn't guessed
The homemade queen of every homecoming not
So gently laid to rest

And then outside her courtyard
After entering your plea
You strike the right ingredient
And chew the scenery

How many times must we say
This kind of inflation cannot kill us
Our backers use versions we
Used to unwind with
The threads of an argument lost

How many times must we say
This kind of inflation cannot kill us
Our backers use versions we
Used to unwind with
The threads of an argument lost

To wild homes we go to wild homes we return
To wild homes we go

To wild homes we go to wild homes we return
To wild homes we go

To wild homes we go to wild homes we return
To wild homes we go

To wild homes we go to wild homes we return
To wild homes we go

To wild homes we go to wild homes we return
To wild homes we go to wild homes we go
To wild homes we return to wild homes we go