And I seperate the moments I won't see again.
I'll hide a part of us here in this ocean's hand.
Fly back home.
Will you bring me in and show me that this August bed
holds you tight as you fall asleep
and drown beneath the weight of sunlight?

No I won't, no I won't back down.
I won't, like a million times before.

Back to the lives we've known
and I'm seeing him in everything
from what we were, to what we've come to be.
And I won't lie, no I won't die.

No I won't, no I won't back down.
No I won't, like a million times before.
No I won't back down.

I'm alone.
Why won't you come back home?