Lyrics:
Coming up close
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, and oh, by the way
Don't you know that I could make
A dream that's barely half-awake
Ever since I was a child,
I loved to wander wild
Through the bright city lights,
And find myself a life I could call my own.
It was always my
your blouse and no I don't want a child
But I ain't been touched in a while by the dealer
And the stoner with the sweetest kiss I've ever known
I
Ground control to my major nun,
The worlds about to meltdown,
We watch numb,
To the motherless child,
There’s no more room,
They burnt your home as you
me home
Because it's not my home, it's their home
And I'm welcome no more
And if a double decker bus crashes into us
To die by your side is such
the cars rushin' by home from the mill
There's a beautiful full moon rising
Above the mansion on the hill
When I lost my way home
I was helpless
Like a small child
No eyes of my own
That could take me through the nighttime
No moonlight to guide me
had no plans
But a gun felt good in my right hand
The warden asked, “How come you killed that man”
I said, “I don't know why”
Welcome home said the hot
Distracted by their faith, ignoring every proof
A bicycle, a garden wall
A mother's call, a love is born
And after all, the sleep that falls on me
In
home, I bid you welcome, I bid you welcome
Welcome home from the bottom of my heart
Out here on the edge
The empire is fading by the day
And the world
the cars rushin' by home from the mill
There's a beautiful full moon rising
Above the mansion on the hill
I left the four lane highway took a blacktop seven miles
Down by the old country school I went to as a child
Two miles down a gravel road I could
the poor orphan child
That must be clothed and fed
And it comes from the poor orphan child
That must be clothed and fed
Savior, lead them by the hand
from the imperial
In theory, though, low end scenario
It's sound boy burial drove me to classic material
Aerial nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
Many times in my in child hood when weve traveled so far
By nightfall how weary I'd grown
Fathers arms would slip around me and gently he'd say
My
a better home awaiting
By and by lord by and by
Well I followed close behind them
I tried to stand up and be brave
But I could not hold back my sorrow
a thing I was just standing by
Here's a message to the youngsters today: standing by you can die
Usually I'm in the house but today I snuck home
As I walked home from Senior Studies
I'd see you rapping with your buddies
With the volume high
I walked on by
You walked on by
No pare!
a pretty sealskin papa, make my love come down
'Cause I don't feel welcome, sleeping by myself
to swing
Down by the garden gate
Shake hands with all of the neighbors
And kiss the Colleens all
You're as welcome as the flowers in may
To dear old Donegal
was tired and awake for some time
Then my lights hit a welcoming sign
It said if you're alone
You can make this your home
If you want to, ow
'til awesome have a child for me
Got homies who ain't comin' home 'til the cows coming
Niggas with power, they tryna press our power buttons
Now baby
I said:
I've been off the chain since I lost my brain
This franchise player has never lost a game
They say loss of sanity is the cost of fame
In that
Push the child into the wheel
Make your memories long
Take the leap into the space
Don't look back in fear
Now here my voice
Baby, I made
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