| An old forgotten railroad
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| In which time has left its marks
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| Never imagined I’d use these tracks again
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| They took me here
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| Back to the place they call my home
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| But this is just another stop like the ones before
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| Home is love, home is peace, I can’t get the feeling here
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| Home is light, home is warmth, it doesn’t feel the same anymore
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| Here it’s cold, faceless love, comforting my aching heart
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| Strange home, odd view, will I find what I’m looking for
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| Nothing keeps me here, prisoner by own will
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| Everything I have but no home
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| Where is the place where I could see
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| Hope in the horizon, better and brighter times to come
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| Grief is the word to express my feelings right now
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| I can’t connect this place with memories
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| So much has happened
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| Though so little has changed
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| Is this the road to Heaven
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| Or is this the road to Hell
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| I’m still seeking for my home |