Place Called Home - 374 Miles From Home | Текст песни

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This is all i have
i left a piece of me
beneath those rolling hills and trees
so you wont for get me
i wont sleep
beneath the shade
of trees
i wont sleep
I have dug this grave
i build a casket for two
the inside only reads blue
velvet and smooth
the dirt that chokes me
is the same that chokes you
We will use these windows as doors
ill use them to enter your soul
i dug the grave
i built the casket
i tasted dirt
i choked on it
i wont sleep beneath the shade of trees
we'll watch the leaves fall and bleed
I wont sleep beneath the shade of trees
We'll bury our hearts

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