| Song | We Always Come Home |
| Artist | Toy Matinee |
| Album | Toy Matinee |
| 作曲 : Leonard | |
| Father was born by Daisy May Welch | |
| Mister was a barber, never learned to drive | |
| In the old house, his brother's first son | |
| Next to where the eldest died | |
| When I was a child of five | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always wander home | |
| Mother was a smart one, ran the town news | |
| A thing they called The Diamond Drill | |
| Father worked the lifts in the old Tobin mine | |
| He always loved the saxophone | |
| But he had to keep us all alive | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always wander home | |
| Another time, would you be brave enough? | |
| There's no more growing up | |
| See the crystal falling | |
| Hear the old town calling | |
| Another place, but do you dream enough? | |
| Afraid of waking up | |
| See the crystal falling | |
| Hear the old town calling you away | |
| Grandma's buried on the big hill since fall | |
| Right next to where Grandpa lies | |
| They've gone away, but they've saved a place for me | |
| That's where I'll be someday | |
| And it's so good to know | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always wander home |
| zuò qǔ : Leonard | |
| Father was born by Daisy May Welch | |
| Mister was a barber, never learned to drive | |
| In the old house, his brother' s first son | |
| Next to where the eldest died | |
| When I was a child of five | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always wander home | |
| Mother was a smart one, ran the town news | |
| A thing they called The Diamond Drill | |
| Father worked the lifts in the old Tobin mine | |
| He always loved the saxophone | |
| But he had to keep us all alive | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always wander home | |
| Another time, would you be brave enough? | |
| There' s no more growing up | |
| See the crystal falling | |
| Hear the old town calling | |
| Another place, but do you dream enough? | |
| Afraid of waking up | |
| See the crystal falling | |
| Hear the old town calling you away | |
| Grandma' s buried on the big hill since fall | |
| Right next to where Grandpa lies | |
| They' ve gone away, but they' ve saved a place for me | |
| That' s where I' ll be someday | |
| And it' s so good to know | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always come home | |
| We always wander home |