text: Way Home Lyrics
  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 nice 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 their hair
  But far from the nest the babies have flown
  He’s slowly finding a way back home
  His wife was an angel sent from above
  He never returned her kisses or love
  But soon he’d found that she’d overgrown
  This man who’s finding a way back home
  So the leaves are all dead in this broken man’s June
  The rain will still fall on the sunny afternoon
  He stares at the floor, no more to roam
  He’s slowly finding a way back home
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