Friend Song lyrics

It's nice to be home It's nice to indulge in new interests Finish the gin, plug in the circular saw and Get down to business I usually don't care who says what On the internet I don't usually regret But I'm often afraid And anxious that all this is endless Living inside spaces where all disagreements Are ever-so-briefly suspended Sometimes, I suspect in some ways I would rather not wake up After sleeping But you make me feel loved I still like to look at your pictures Heaven is soft, Hell is a short walk Indiana is twelve hours from home I wish I could say That I know what you wanna hear And then say it Then say it again, like a lullaby