I walk the streets tonight, these shadows are my only home
The wind sweeps the houses bare to make sure I know I am alone
In this, my darkest hour, I see the signs from long before
A tongue slips and one heart breaks but I will not crawl right back for more
I won't listen to the ghost
Just the ones I love the most
I've been enslaved to the notion of leaving
Forgetting to know where I am
Yes, there are two things that I still believe in
A song and the love in our hands
I walk this old dirt road, abandoned by my brothers past
The wind kicks the dust clouds up, I shield my face and I turn back
There's nothing here for me, I know the place where I belong
I still can chase these dreams, the past is short, the future's long
I won't listen to the ghost
Just the ones I love the most
I've been enslaved to the notion of leaving
Forgetting to know where I am
Yes, there are two things that I still believe in
A song and the love in our hands see less

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