take me home

• russian red'in ne güzel bir şarkısıdır.
  sözler:
  
  it’s your guitar that discovers you wilde
  for all i can see is the dark of a sky
  and the plumbs in a glass jar of wine.
  
  take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know
  take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know
  how i got here, but now you…
  
  take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know
  take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know
  how i subsist with candled up nights and pure spirits i
  don’t know how you dragged me here.
  
  and it’s my guitar that discovers me blind
  for all i can see is the clarity side
  and the bones someone spat
  on the trash from the plumbs…
  
  take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know
  take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know
  how i got here, but now you…
  
  take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know
  how i subsist with candled up nights and pure spirits i
  don’t know how you dragged me here.
  
  if you can call the name of our hope
  that probably means i’m not there.
  take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know
  how…
  
  http://www.russianred.org/