Westwork - Your Doorstep Lyrics

There's a highway that winds down towards your front lawn
And there's a fool like me in every town
Driving rain and too much medication
I stumble and I sway on sacred ground
I walk towards the light, but end up here every night
It's so much easier to breath when I don't know where the highway leads

I've been calling out your name on your doorstep in the rain
I've been calling out your name though it won't ever be the same

Open mouths and open doors are fatal
Nothing can cross this great divide
Stay the course and end up sweeping ashes
Of all the halos that refuse to shine

Angels locked in a devil's room
They made their choice a bit too soon
I can't find my way back
But every weekend brings me down here

I've been calling out your name on your doorstep in the rain
I've been calling out your name though it won't ever be the same