Spilled out from the nest
Of your feathery throne
From one summer’s dream
To a winter unknown
Burning the bridges
That your heart trails behind
When you leave you can never go home

How do you sleep
When the pillow’s alive
With the whispers of childhood
The buzz of the hive
When the lust dies to wander
When you’re tired and alone
When you leave you can never go home

When the home-service beckons with crackles in code
Or the sound of your mother-tongue spilled on the road
When the angels on motorbikes pick up the slack
Like Orpheus son you must never look back

The faces you’ve known
Will be strange to the touch
The bricks of your dreams
Corroded to dust
The rust of your memories
Now polished to chrome
Well when you leave you can never go home
They say when you leave you can never go home
It’s true when you leave you can never go home