So, my friend, we’re left out on our own again.
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Oh yeah, but who knows where we’re goin’.
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Come, we’ll walk the night, we’ll listen
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To all of those no longer with us,
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Calling from some lonely distance.
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Take my hand ? c’mon
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And on we’ll go.
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Take my hand
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Something’s lasted
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There’s a home.
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So, my friend, we’ll head out with our hopes again.
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Oh yeah, we’ll face whatever’s thrown us.
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Come, we’ll walk, we’ll find what lingers
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Of the things that might have been there
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Other dreams of other winters
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Take my hand ? c’mon
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And on we’ll go.
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Take my hand
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Bury the laughter
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There, with the tears we’ve known.
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Trailing our shadows,
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You and me on this road.
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Built of sadness,
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There’s a home.
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It’s our home
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Bury the laughter
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There, with the tears we’ve known.
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You and me, shadows,
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Traveling this long road.
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Built of sadness
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For what’s happened,
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Something’s lasted
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There’s a home.
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It’s our home
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Now we’re home
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There's A Home
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| Duncan Sheik |
