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A on the wall, like a postcard with a better view of,
all things from Room 209.
Diana from an empty glass of hope she poured last night,
The clouds above reflect the shape of all she's gotta behind.
We always think there's something in the place we are not,
In the reality of it all,
Nobody's happy where they're at and we all wanna be somebody
scribbled stationary book of lies,
another staged that just goes unheard,
Harry in 304 made one last promise now,
I'm out without a trace a vanishing act before your eyes
wants 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 that if I find is what I want,
the for me is everything,
I reach for the as what I'm running from,
I guess I'll know
Is it the that we live for,
is it keeping us alive to breathe to want, to know, to love one more day,
one more way
So I go.......I'm half the way to home.....

Thanks to Keith ([email protected]) for lyrics