ear friend of mine we're not so young our simple lives have come undone i follow to your home you're in pieces i hold on to your hand we all need that sometimes
i take it back we're all deceived those violent times were not for us to see i follow to your home you're in pieces i hold on to your hand we all need that so walk on and shine on we all need the earth
save it for someone and say it to someone who tells you to be strong who wants you to be home and preach to the limit curse the fools who believed it and this feel has a reason there's no lie like a vision of me