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Fold our hands while we sit by the table Close our eyes and speak your fables Drink your wine without reading the label Serve our food but it already became cold Oh, I want to go home Antique chairs and a hand built table Picture frames on the wall hang too low Nothing on the counter but an empty fruit bowl Bread in the pantry but it's growing blue mold Oh, please come home I remember every word you said before you left You're working hard to get away but it is time for a rest Nothing in the room but an old turntable The music played from the crackling vinyl A smell in the air but it's hard to describe though Musty and dry and reminds me of old hope Oh, please take me home A sudden loud noise coming straight from the window A single glance sees a wounded sparrow The circle of life is not easily controlled Survival of the fittest surely can be quite cold Oh, where is my home I remember every word you said before you left You're working hard to get away but it is time for a rest I remember every word you said before you left You're working hard to get away but it is time for a rest Time for a rest I remember every word you said before you left You're working hard to get away but it is time for a rest I remember every word you said before you left You're working hard to get away but it is time for a rest Oh, where is my home Oh, where is my home Oh, where is my home Oh, where is my home I remember every word you said before you left You're working hard to get away but it is time for a rest Time for a rest