Now That You're Home

Sweet Jesus I swear that I love you No matter what the chariot says I'm biased and by this I'll judge you On weakness wrapped up in my own innocence And I think that's fine My God, you look so much different From mirrors you looked like a fool Your skin taste much better with aging Not sweet like it was back in our Sunday school Just wait, don't go We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly Just wait, don't go We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly 'Cause I heard that it can after all Now that you're home won't you rescue me? I've been trying so hard to be good again Now that you're home won't you rescue me? I've been trying so hard to be good Now that you're home won't you rescue me? I've been trying so hard to be good again Now that you're home won't you rescue me? I've been trying pretty hard to be good Well, now that you're home I can see again I can see again Now that you're home I can see again God I can see --- Now That You're Home - Manchester Orchestra