Do you remember when you were twenty-two Did you know more than everyone else back then too Or is this something recent that came with age My face is your face and my hands are your hands But my blood's something different you can't understand If you cut to the nerve, I doubt you'd find a trace We can never go home We can never go home, can we We are bricks and we are bones collected in memory And we're a waking dream And we have been known to creep like ivy Through the cracks in the building where we once used to sleep There are horizons I'll never see But as much as i want to leave, I'd rather be Show me the door and tell me to be still I'm still waiting to awaken to older and wiser But the things that I've started since my youth has expired Leads me to believe that wiser never comes I'd take a father who's a drinker with a ten-penny temper Over someone who believes that his words haven't mattered I know you'd build back this house if it were the right thing to do We can never go home We can never go home, can we We are bricks and we are bones collected in memory And we're a waking dream And we have been known to sleep In the beds of the building where we once were a family From here, we shine through the dark We were electric works of art Displayed in a building now condemned Ten years too long to figure out There's not too much left in this house to skirt around In the cold of this midwestern winter, we owned up And I'll drive away with what I can But as much as my heart is here, I'll understand Mistakes can make a family But a home is built on love Were we home