| Song | Home |
| Artist | Raising the Fawn |
| Album | The North Sea |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Stay in tune | |
| We're immune | |
| To all your thrown stones | |
| Grab me by the neck | |
| I'm limp and ready for home | |
| HOME | |
| On the way | |
| Warnings say | |
| "tresspassers are shot." | |
| Turn your horse | |
| Change your course | |
| You're fucked without a plot | |
| Lord, we trembled so | |
| Through a land unknown | |
| With only faith in our home | |
| With each step | |
| Light it crept | |
| From windows of our home | |
| But we feared | |
| That God might take our home | |
| For sins yet unatoned | |
| Before we reached our door |