Beth Orton

Home is where the heartbreak
wraps cold around my bones
forgive me if I promise
to forget what I have known
ignores and never mentions
I just came waltzing in
with stories tied together
with broken bits of string
Time moves so sure
runs rings around he treees
its silence mocking
in the wind against the leaves
for all your loss and gain
the soul defines its suffering
an illusion is hope born from fear
and now you're right back here
safe in my arms my dear