The Getaway

Longing for Presence: A Search Amid Distance
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Lyrics

I never really know who you are

I am uncertain about your true identity

You could be a ghost for all I know

You could be elusive or distant like a ghost

Whenever you're home

When you are present at home

Picking up pieces of my heart

Gathering the fragments of my broken heart

Like leaves that have fallen on our garden path

Collecting memories and experiences from our shared journey


Who's gonna fly your plane

Who will pilot your plane

When you need to make your getaway?

During the times you need to escape or leave


But I'm still holding on

Despite uncertainties, I am still holding onto something

Calling you back home, calling you back

Calling you to return home, urging you back


I never really know who you are

I am uncertain about your true identity (repeated)

You could be a ghost for all I know

You could be elusive or distant like a ghost (repeated)

Whenever you're home

When you are present at home (repeated)

Used to be closer than my skin

We used to be extremely close

Turned a blind eye to the odds and I bet everything

I ignored the risks and bet everything


Who's gonna fly your plane

Who will pilot your plane

When you need to make your getaway?

During the times you need to escape or leave


But I'm still holding on

Despite uncertainties, I am still holding onto something

Calling you back home, calling you back

Calling you to return home, urging you back

You hear my flesh and my bones

Your essence, both physical and emotional, is reaching out

They're calling you back home, they're calling you back

They are calling you to return home, both my flesh and bones


This house lives in silence for most of the year

This house is often quiet, lacking your presence for most of the year

You're a million miles away but you couldn't be nearer

You are physically far away but emotionally close

Please break my heart just so I can feel

Please cause me emotional pain so I can feel something

At least I would have something that I could believe

Having genuine emotions would be preferable to numbness


But I'm still holding on

Despite uncertainties, I am still holding onto something

Calling you back home, calling you back

Calling you to return home, urging you back

You hear my flesh and my bones

Your essence, both physical and emotional, is reaching out

They're calling you back home, they're calling you back

They are calling you to return home, both my flesh and bones

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