Spent another season in the valley of the bones

But higher grounds was callin, callin me back home

109 answers to 110 proofs

Back up to my bed o' nails and my leakin roof



Hold me sober and hold me still

Hold my past up against my will

Nothing's wrong when your head is gone

Nothing is a stranger to me now



All that good behavior I knew it wouldn't last

At the funeral of fossils, I buried up the past

But just like I predicted the past came jumpnig up

Jumped up like a devil who had finally seen enough



Hold me sober and hold me still

Hold my past up against my will

Nothing's wrong when your head is gone

Nothing is a stranger to me now



Saw a lighthouse in the wheatfield where I drove off the road

But, when I got there, there was nothing but darkness in a hole

And down inside I saw my favorite place

Furniture all busted and the arson on her face



Nothing is a stranger to me

Nothing is a stranger to me

Nothing is a stranger to me now