Frank Turner
Sigh
And so at last i can look
Peeking through wired
And crisscross fingers
At these marks that we made
Knife blade deep in the wood

We thought we'd marked our names
To last through all the years
A record of our aspirations
We'd come back and look
When our joints didn't work

I never used to understand why my father sighed

These plants smile at me now
I wish i could say i was old and wise
But bark has started to heal
Fading like breath on a window

I never used to understand why my father sighed
His once-a-year friends waved away...

I used to know the way back home
So i'd wander for days
I left a trail so i could find myself
But it faded away
And so i tell you this with an honesty
I'm not sure i understand
I'm paralyzed and terrified as i watch
These friends slip through my hands

And now i think i understand why my father sighed:
We tried so hard but we keep feeling dead inside

I used to know the way back home but the memory has gone
And when i tell you i'll be home again it's because i'm sure where i belong