you think you're at the end you think you can't further down well if you're at the end then baby, please come home now baby, please come home I know the shores are murky where you're wading and the sky glistening and grey there used to be a storm a'churnin' in your chest but it's gone away I'll tell you one thing I know to be true the water is clearer on this side so take my hand, take my hand and I'll show you where the water is blue you think you're at the end you think you can't further down well if you're at the end then baby, please come home now baby, please come home now to get there, gotta pick your knees up and the water only gets deeper now to get there, to get through this thick part all our secrets sheltering now you'll see while we bed all behind and all that's left of you is bones take my hand, take my hand and I'll show you how to remember take my hand, take my hand and I'll show you how to remember I'll hold you in my arms as if you were an autoharp the chord resounding in your chest the chords like all the words that you ever sent all the stories ever told so tell me a story tell me something true tell me a story babe, I'll lead you home babe, I'll lead you home