Harlot and the Moon

Child, come home
Why does it hurt so...
Much, that I can't see?
Blind to all that's good for me

The storm has now gone, but where is the sun?
I crave the colours that were lost
I begged your gun to show you back home
But I didn't know the way back home myself

You fly like you're free
But caught in a web you'll be
I can't help you darling
Best cut off your wings, before spiders come crawling

This storm takes so long, I wish he would come
I want to wash away my past
As much as they judge, I'm still in love
But they never stay, not long enough
It's still enough

Oh, they think they can save me
As if it's me who needs saving
I'll get by, I love my life
You think it's strange, but I love the rain

I'm not a bird with broken wings
Tied to the ground and forced to sing
There's nothing odd in being
A little helpless

The storm has now gone, but so has the sun
I need your light to hold on to
I made a choice, I wanted a voice
Why do you try to change me, go live in your daydream

So you think you can save me
You don't know shit about me darling
There's no sun, in my home
There never was
So stop looking for one

Child, come home
Back to the place where you belong