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Home
A thought is creeping in
I won't stop to pretend
That I've done away
With the ghosts in my life
But what have I known
All this time I've roamed
Between the bedrooms and the windows
And the sounds of the night
I'm far from this place
Where I stood up tall
I'm aking in inches
Awaiting the fall
But there is a love
There is a light
There is a world outside
There is a hope
There is a truth
There is a home that I can call mine
That I can call mine
The darkness may raise
A questioning maze
Of traps filled with tunnels
That rid me of ease
But with the knowledge that I gain
There's some words to maintain
The spirit of trust
That I just need to breathe
I'm screaming out loud
For someone who hears
The aching that mentions
The path of my tears
But there is a love
There is a light
There is a world outside
There is a hope
There is a truth
There is a home that I can call mine
Cause there is a love
There is a light
There is a world outside
There is a hope
There is a truth
And there is a home that I can call mine
Anytime
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Anytime
And there is a home that I can call mine
There is a truth
There is a hope
There is a world outside
There is a light
Cause there is a love
There is a home that I can call mine
There is a truth
There is a hope
There is a world outside
There is a light
But there is a love
The path of my tears
The aching that mentions
For someone who hears
I'm screaming out loud
That I just need to breathe
The spirit of trust
There's some words to maintain
But with the knowledge that I gain
That rid me of ease
Of traps filled with tunnels
A questioning maze
The darkness may raise
That I can call mine
There is a home that I can call mine
There is a truth
There is a hope
There is a world outside
There is a light
But there is a love
Awaiting the fall
I'm aking in inches
Where I stood up tall
I'm far from this place
And the sounds of the night
Between the bedrooms and the windows
All this time I've roamed
But what have I known
With the ghosts in my life
That I've done away
I won't stop to pretend
A thought is creeping in
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