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A on the wall, like a postcard with a better view of,
all absent from Room 209.
sips from an empty glass of hope she poured last night,
The clouds above reflect the shape of all she's leave behind.
We always think something better in the place we are not,
In the reality of it all,
Nobody's happy they're at and we all wanna be somebody else
scribbled stationary book of lies,
another staged confession that goes unheard,
Detroit in 304 made one last promise now,
I'm going out without a a vanishing act before your eyes
Nobody what they have got and what they got is not enough,
in dreams the of it all,
a shade of green the grass maybe if I believe it so, then I'll be home.
Here I go uncertain if what I find is what I want,
the for me is everything,
I reach for the as what I'm running from,
I guess never know
Is it the that we live for,
is it keeping us alive to breathe to want, to know, to love Just one day,
one more way
So here I go.......I'm the way to home.....

to Keith ([email protected]) for these lyrics