Way Home

Well I once heard a story about a run-down home
Where a man and his thoughts lived all alone
He tried to live, no effort was shown
He's slowly finding a way back home

He had a family with smiles and frowns
They never could solve his way to be down
Cos he's one dog who don't want a bone
He's slowly finding a way back home

He had a nice house with windows and doors
He said to his wife what's mine is yours
But the seeds of deception are soon to be sown
He's slowly finding a way back home

His children have left but the rooms are still there
His misses the noise and the scents in
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