Well I got desperate when you were broken
Clinging along to the words you'd spoken
I know that my bones are aching
And I'm sick of waking up in strange places
But that's comfort in this cold
'Cause I'm lost
But I'll wait for the morning
'Cause you won't be up to find me
Well I got desperate when you were broken
('Cause you're the crutch that keeps me standing)
Clinging along to the words you'd spoken
(But this distance is demanding)
Sorry that I wasn't here
I promise I'll be there next year
But you could never shed those tears
'Cause I won't be around, 'cause I won't be around
We'll wait for the morning
Because I know I'm fly for the night
But I could never wait to land
Wrap me in bed sheets, wrap me in bed sheets
But I know these roads like the veins on my hands
Well I got desperate when you were broken
('Cause you're the crutch that keeps me standing)
Clinging along to the words you'd spoken
(But this distance is demanding)
Sorry that I wasn't here
I promise I'll be there next year
But you could never shed those tears
'Cause I won't be around
Smoke out my eyes
Because I missed you by the side of the road
So make me brand new so that I can't see home
Gone was written by Boston Manor & Henry Cox.
Boston Manor released Gone on Fri Nov 20 2015.
‘Gone’ is pretty self-explanatory. It's about the hardships we endure to remain close to the people we love whilst we're away. Being away a lot means we, unfortunately, have to be selfish sometimes. Absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it.
– Henry Cox to Alternative Press.