| I’ve been on this road for far too long
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| I don’t want to be here no more
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| But not until I find water from wasteland
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| Will you take me home, oh Lord
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| And I’ve seen a thousand wars
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| And I’ve fought in every one
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| But not until I see my soul in my enemy’s eyes
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| Will you take me home, oh Lord
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| And the books that I read, well, someone’s read before
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| And the money I steal was already stolen
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| And the day’s been way too long for me
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| Will you take me home, oh Lord
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| I saw the land made of never ending joy
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| I saw the light that shines evermore
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| But not until I see the most darkest nights of them all
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| Will you take me home, oh Lord
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| And the books that I read, well, someone’s read before
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| And the money I steal was already stolen
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| And the day’s been way too long for me
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| Will you take me home, oh Lord
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| And these songs that I sing, well, someone’s sang before
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| And the one that I love, someone’s loved before
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| And the day’s been way too long for me
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| Will you take me home, oh Lord
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| And the day’s been way too long for me
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| Will you take me home, oh Lord
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| Oh, the day’s been way too long for me |