It happens every now and then I hear the words I need to hear Coming from the tiny speakers That I've shoved into my ears The crickets setting the tempo The wind dancing across my skin Reminding me of conversations Summer nights when I stayed in Back home, before I moved Back home, before I got here Back home with the people who loved me my eighteen years My heart is split Between home and here I'm cut in half Two beds, two lives, and I live in between My porch back at home and this strange new world I knit My heart is split As sudden as the onset of winter As nat'ral as the trail mix they all eat This untamed and icy place I live Has swept me off my size-five feet I read non-stop to quell the absence I drink too much. I fall in love too fast Obsessively collecting songs and details Nothing's gone but nothing's lasting Back home, before I moved Back home, before I got here Back home with the people who loved me my eighteen years I'm split Between home and here I'm cut in half Two beds, two lives, and I live in between My porch back at home and this strange new world I knit My heart is split My heart is split I'm home but I'm still here I'm cut in half Two beds, two lives, and I live in between My porch back at home and this strange new world I knit My heart is split My heart is split It happens every now and then I hear the words I need to hear Coming from the tiny speakers That I've shoved into my ears