Mom I'm coming home again I'm gonna lay my heavy head to rest In my own bed I drive along the overpass The wind outside is blowing much too fast The window looks to nothing all is black And it’s here With eyes shut tight That you run circles In my mind It goes it goes and then it’s gone And when it dies you won’t be seeing me again Yes I’ll be somewhere else And I’ll try and try to get it back To tie back down what has become so unattached Oh so unattached to me And it’s here With eyes shut tight That you run circles In my mind