Texty: Thea Gilmore. Rules For Jokers. Take Me Home.

I came in like a jackdaw
On the drift of an outlaw
I heard there's a warrant out for my arrest
Among the cute little puritans
The ghosts and the hooligans
All tying nooses I'm willing to bet

But I'm older now and braver
The wise imitator
You don't know yet but you're gonna
Take me home

I've got the epilogue notes
In the folds of my coat
A new deck of cards and the threads of your dream
Between the merry-go-round
And the soldiers of sound
I'm here holding my own Halloween


Cos I'm older now and braver
The wise imitator
You don't know yet but you're gonna
Take me home

I said I'm older now and braver
The wise imitator
You don't know yet but you're gonna
Take me home

And I'm where the smoke folds on the corner
Where the light is arching its back (take me home)

I'm where the oil is meeting the water
And the train's screeching down the track (take me home)