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