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An old forgotten railroad |
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In which time has left its marks |
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Never imagined I'd use these tracks again |
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They took me here |
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Back to the place they call my home |
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But this is just another stop like the ones before |
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Home is love, home is peace, I can't get the feeling here |
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Home is light, home is warmth, it doesn't feel the same anymore |
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Here it's cold, faceless love, comforting my aching heart |
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Strange home, odd view, will I find what I'm looking for |
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Nothing keeps me here, prisoner by own will |
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Everything I have but no home |
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Where is the place where I could see |
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Hope in the horizon, better and brighter times to come |
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Grief is the word to express my feelings right now |
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I can't connect this place with memories |
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So much has happened |
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Though so little has changed |
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Is this the road to Heaven |
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Or is this the road to Hell |
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I'm still seeking for my home |
