Acollective - Home Office lyrics

Now that everything's done Now that you're meant to move on Week ends and so does the dawn Same beep - different tone Now that you've eaten too fast Traces of ghosts from the past Good friends sign on the cast Somethings weren't meant to last It takes time, permits and troubled minds It takes time to get back on track Now that your best is all tried Love lost and entry denied Mum says it's alright to cry Mum, she cries from inside It takes time, permits and troubled minds It takes time to get back on track Now that you've dried up your tears Made sure that everything's clear Weepings that turn into cheers Self-burnt stratosphere