All that junk you filled our bones with,   It fills us, too.      All that junk you filled our bones with,    It fills us, too      All that junk you filled our bones with,    It fills us, too, but   Now you're a ghost, you can find   A home away from here   I always wanted to find a home away from here   Out in the field so weighted for the first time      All that rope you hang your neck with,    It left a mark      All that rope you hang your neck with,   It left a mark      All that rope you hang your neck with,    It left a mark, but   Now you're a ghost, you can find   A home away from here   I always wanted to find a home away from here   Out in the field so grounded for the first time      All that river swept you under   Carried us, too      All that river swept you under,   Carried us too      All that river swept you under,   Carried us too, but    Now you're a ghost you can find   A home away from here   I always wanted to find a home away from here   Out in the field so anchored for the first time      All the wind that blows through your head   Makes things new      All the wind that blows through your head    Makes things new      All the wind that blows through your head   Makes things new   Now you're a ghost, you can find    A home away from here   I always wanted to find a home away from here   When will I watch you take off for the last time?