Coming Home At Last
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Feels torn, frozen, tell me whom to forgive
No excuses, they just blow my fuses
My body says stop but my mind can’t follow
Maybe all my fright is actually hollow
is actually hollow?
Maybe it’ll be like fireworks on a starry night
Maybe like a blast of beautiful light
Maybe like giving birth to a beautiful child
Maybe it’s like coming home at last
I kick off my boots, I’ve worn them too long
It’s time to grow roots, time to grow strong
I’ve looked at too many scarred and bruised faces
I’m no longer willing to follow their traces
Maybe it’ll be like fireworks on a starlit night
Maybe like a blaze of beautiful light
Maybe like giving birth to a beautiful child
Maybe it’s like coming home at last
Maybe it’ll be like fireworks on a starry night
Maybe like a blast of wonderful vibes
Maybe like giving birth to a beautiful child
Maybe it’s like coming home at last
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