Ithaca - You Should Have Gone Back

A promise made
A neck to break
I had your fingers
Locked into mine
Look how the Moon shines
Like a weeping sore
We’ve got a problem
It’s you this time

You should have gone back
Now there’s no time for that
You never learned peace
But I know who I am
We’ve got a problem
We’ve got a problem
We’ve got a problem

Go now
Go slow
Gone back
To the glow