Gilt - Ithaca

I am not what you had

I am not what i am

You tried but now you’re on your own

Nothing can stop me coming home

You find a light so bright it blinds you

Remain unconscious to the sound

So glad it turned out to be mutually beneficial

We put each other in the ground

Sever connections, cut that thread

Stand up and leave the dying to the dead

You tried, you’re on your own

Nothing stops me

Coming home

Nothing

Nothing stops me

You tried but now you’re on your own

Nothing can stop me coming home

So glad it turned out to be mutually beneficial

We put each other in the ground

In the ground

In the

Ground