My Glorious Mess - Finer Things Lyrics

Oh what a mess, a crying excuse
Jealous endeavors will turn you inside out again

If I was a storm, you were the shore
Calling me in but the sea devours hungry men

Fill in the holes, like sand in a shell
Fortresses armies of envy cannot break apart

Now baby don't cry, please don't cry
Your why, why, whys are tearing at my heart

Then like a wave of hope
You wash over me
Fevers broke
Climb out and see

If we can outrun the sun
And come back around
We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things
Are already found

Haunted by a vacant garage
Faded shoebox relics and the summers last

Spiraling back the wind in your hair
I watched it like a movie flying past

Then like a wave of hope
You wash over me
Fevers broke
Climb out and see

If we can outrun the sun
And come back around
We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things
Are already found

Open eyes
Are gazing up at the stars
Outside your backyard

If we can outrun the sun
And come back around
We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things
Are already found