Get Home
Bastille Lyrics

How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay
The singer feels lost and unsure of how to return home after a night out.

We are the last people standing At the end of the night We are the greatest pretenders In the cold morning light
The singer and their friends are often the last ones out at night and try to pretend like everything is alright even in the morning.

This is just another night And we've had many of them To the morning we're cast out But I know I'll land here again
The singer is used to having nights like this where they feel lost and unsure of how to get home, but knows it will happen again.

There's a light in the bedroom But it's dark Scattered around on the floor All my thoughts
The artist sees a light in their bedroom but still feels lost and confused, with their thoughts scattered around like the things on the floor.

The birds are mocking me They call to be heard The birds are mocking me They curse my return
The artist hears the birds singing and feels like they are mocking them, making them feel even worse about their predicament.

How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, I'm lost
The singer is still lost and unsure of how to return home, feeling helpless and alone.