All my friends families arrived in on ships
Were pushed out on their tip-toes
From homes in which they couldn't have stayed
They wouldn't have wanted to
It's worth less than a surname change or two
All of our families arriving on time
All those who didn't can't follow their lines down to me
They've all been cut off anyway
It's worth more than memorials today
And they cannot go home ever
Not since the towns and their people were levelled
When evils are done repeating themselves
We'll be okay
Now all our bodies
They are still tethered
Like the boats to the shores of south, east, and central Europe
Strung to shore wherever you look
It says so in minds and in books
Packed up their things again
Moved west away from them
Don't want to feel the weight of an exodus saying they told me so
So I know where I'll go
Shouting that this is my home
Shouting that I'm in in my home
But they cannot go home ever
Not since the towns and their people were levelled
When evils are done repeating themselves
They will not go home ever
Not since the towns and their people were levelled
When evils are done repeating themselves
We'll be okay
Devon Church embraces a warm and introspective singer-songwriter sound evocative of Lee Hazlewood and Nick Cave on his latest. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2023