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Far From Home

The Classic Crime


I've got a bad taste in me
It's like I've been robbed of something I once was
In my childhood memories

And it's buried in sandboxes backyard where we used to see
The dreams could come true if believed

The sidewalks scream our names
We are so far from home, far from home

I've got a bad pain in my heart
It's like the first time that I looked in your eyes
The first time it all fall apart

And it's buried in sandboxes backyard where we used to see
The dreams could come true if believed

The sidewalks scream our names
We are so far from home, far from home
But now we are so far from home, far from home

All I have is words
To which I'm a slave
I scribble them down
Hoping they'll save me
But I'm lost, I'm so lost

These pages will burn
And I'll pass away
Yesterday's gone
And I just can't shake
The fact that I'm lost, I'm so lost

But now we are so far from home, far from home
Now we are so far from home, far from home
But now we are so far from home, far from home, far from home
Now we are so far from home, far from home

Now we are so far from home, far from home
Now we are so far from home, far from home

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