Home - Keith Caputo

Take me away, take me away

I don’t want to stay,

I don’t want to stay

I hate what you say, I hate what you say

Hopefully I never slip inside a sky that’s gray

Your holiness bled, your holiness prays

Your holiness bled

I’m sick in the head in a number of ways

I recommend a psychotherapist to clean up your brain

If your heart is broken

Let your heart be broken

Do you know the sunshine

I love you more, I do,

I want to come home to you

It’s what my soul has spoken

Around my throat, I’m choking

Do you know the sunshine?

My beautiful dove, my beautiful dove

Floating high up above, floating high up above

I’m swallowing stars and shitting out love

I love you more, I do,

I want to come home

Pure heart and soul, the treasures I own

Where did you go and how have you grown?

I’m sick in the head in a number of ways

I recommend a psychotherapist to clean up your brain

If your heart is broken

Let your heart be broken

Do you know the sunshine?

I love you more, I do,

I want to come home to you

It’s what my soul has spoken

Around my throat, I’m choking

Do you know the sunshine?

Pure heart and soul, the treasures I own

Where did you go and how have you grown?

I’m sick in the head in a number of ways

I recommend a psychotherapist to clean up your brain

If your heart is broken

Let your heart be broken

Do you know the sunshine

I love you more, I do,

I want to come home to you

It’s what my soul has spoken

Around my throat, I’m choking

Do you know the sunshine?

I love you more, I do,

I want to come home to you