Home by Taz And The Maniacs

The tide is in the Blackpool beach
As I dream of a woman a know
Well she's at home, where I sometimes wish I was
As I'm stuck in the edge of this seaside town.

Take me back to my mother, give her back her son
Take me back to the heart of Falkirk, this place where I was born
Take me back down to Paris, singing a riverboat song
Take me back to the place that I call Home.

The sun is up, in my mind
But in reality the clouds do nothing but cry
And I've not been sober now, for 48 hours
Oh wait the clock just struck, won't you make that 49.

And I ran all the red lights in Liverpool just to prove I was nonchalant
I was so high I could have killed someone.
Take me back up to Cali, haunted houses with clenched palms
`Take me back to a place that I call Home

Take me back to my mother, give her back her son.
Take me back to Rialto Falkirk, the place my heart longs for.
Take me back to The Dam, praying to the God I love
Take me back to a place that I call Home

• Alt Country Rock
• Country
• Rock
• acoustic rock
• alternative rock
• britpop
• britpop revival
• folk rock
• indie rock
• songwriter
• Falkirk