Lyrics:
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
To these crawling, my fingers cold, still relate
By the force, that draws the cogs in my clock work
The lights my way through the fog in the hot dirt
In
swear
I oughta make forgive myself by mornin'
Start all over by the afternoon
If by the grace of God the light's still on
I'll see you when I get home
out
Just keep swimming
Find your way back
Still finding your way
Still finding your way back home
To a place
To a place that you have never been
Lost in
Anthony walked to his death because he thought he'd never feel this way again
If he goes back to the house then things would go from bad to worse,
Anthony walked to his death because he thought he'd never feel this way again
If he goes back to the house then things would go from bad to worse,
understand.
Wrong or right,
I'm home tonight
I'm back in Newfoundland.
Down by the sea,
Where life is free
I'm home again.
Where I sail the blue
Shines the loudest
That nation's epochs stand the proudest
Built by those they would not have known
Had they stayed home
Come placid blue and morning air,
return
I will return
I never did much back at home
Dropped outta school, relied on handouts and loans
When I met you I was down and out
Seemed like a long,
the Cliftonville
Three shadows of men in that car, an unholy trinity
I was chased by the Shankill Butcher on the way to see a friend
I was chased by the Shankill
new landscapes
And met birds of different shapes and shades
It learned to navigate the skies
And found a new home in its newfound ways
Now he's here
I will take a step back, only if a step back goon double our grind
A diplomat with a diploma, but marijuana help free your mind
This 4 my homes still
me
O-o-oh, mind control
Fight our souls
No way I'm gonna walk that long tonight
Never gonna feel the pain inside
I'm going back, I'm going home
Wack ass
Bitches on it
Clothes stained
By vomit
Back summertime chi
Was prayin for a comet
Hear the hook stop motion
Call it Wallace wit no Gromit
block, he wuss
Swear my girlfriend Jesus Christ, by the way she be stuck on my wood
Flip them page like a Bible
Way I spend my money, wood
I be prayin'
the angels fly
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
We've fallen apart
Somewhere back at the start
When we thought that we could fix each other
By ourselves
Let's get back
to make it for myself
Had to make a home
20 hours away by train
No one there remembers my name
You know I love it back home
It's just not the same
20 hours
again
Take it back to the days, where we was nothing but friends because
3 years really flies by baby
And being next to you feels like home
Baby, I'm not
kid, nappy hair, I didn't find a comb
I'm thanking Jesus I can say 10K back home
Yeah, 10K back home
I'm thanking Jesus I can say 10K back home
home
not better or worse
we'll go back to the earth
but you say i was born to burn
born to burn
condemn the innocent by your judgements
born to burn,
you get back
Yeah, tell me (slow)
Now you reppin' guns and gangs? (is that so?)
Eatin' way beyond your chain (you should go)
Now you see what you became
leaving i'll find my way back home
However far we go come what may, no regrets
Pull me in, don't look back
Dystopia the world is ours alone to waste
Know me broken by my master
Teach thee on child of love hereafter
Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
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