Intro
Verse 1
Jacaranda, Silly Summer, Everything Is Wet
Hail Stones Bigger Than My Thumb Are Piling Up Against The Gate
Andy's Back To Renting, Says He Can't Afford To Buy
He Reads The News And Mourns His Marriage, Cancels Flights
Pigeons Gather 'Round My Brother, Set The Table For One Other
"Whiskey, Tango, Where's Your Mother?" Everybody Fights
Refrain
I Don't Know What I'm Coming Home To
And I Don't Know How To Cry About It
Verse 2
We'd Drive Out To Soweto On A Double-Decker Bus
And I Meet You At The Blue Bar, Sunset Cing Up With Rust
Jo'burg's Like A Canvas That I Forgot To Stretch
"Oh, Such Thin Linеs To Colour", I've No Sense Of What Is Lеft
Unfamiliar, Migraine Splitter, Bree St. Gas Line Blew
I No Longer Hold Your Hand When We Cross Fourth Avenue
Big Abandoned Building Like The House That We Once Knew
Refrain
I Don't Know What I'm Coming Home To
And I Don't Know How To Cry About It
(I Don't Know What I'm Coming Home To)
(And I Don't Know How To Cry About It)
Verse 3
Hot December, Friends Remember, Sweating With The Land
Lips Sticky With Green Zambuk, And The Joy Of Finally Feeling Sad
Drive The Seven Hours That It Takes To Reach The Sand
Thinking, "Are You Still My Mother If You're No Longer With My Dad?"
"I Swore I'd Never Leave My Children, Swore I'd Stick It Out This Time
But God, We Just Can't Do It, For Your Safety And For Mine"
Refrain
I Don't Know What I'm Coming Home To
But At Least Now, I Can Cry About It
I Don't Know What I'm Coming Home To
But At Least Now, I Can Cry About It
Instrumental
Outro
(I Don't Know What I'm Coming Home To)
(But At Least Now, I Can Cry About It)
I Don't Know What I'm Coming Home To
But At Least Now, I Can Cry About It
I Don't Know What I'm Coming Home To
But At Least Now, I Can Cry About It
