Homeland
I've dreamt about the sunset in my homeland
I came across the wrinkled tapes of my teen band
The years collide and never come back it's not a drill
It put lines in your eyes but you don't know what to expect, no
Goodbye lovers from the student years
It's messy and blurry but brave and true
Goodbye worry from the homeland cage
Father, friends and mother are scared, so are you
So come on, come on, come on
You'll be fine and fulfilled on the road
So come on, come on, come on
You will find many friends to grow old
I've dropped it all for this guitar, I've dropped it all
A need of space for new songs, new life, new outcome
The steel-six strings and my bare hands, a blurry mind
Waitin till the low-risk life is left behind
Goodbye lovers from the student years
It's messy and blurry but brave and true
Goodbye worry from the homeland cage
Father, friends and mother are scared, so are you
So come on, come on, come on
You'll be fine and fulfilled on the road
So come on, come on, come on
You will find many friends to grow old
You make a choice to get a name
You find your voice and raise your head
You dream a lot but think again
So come on, come on, come on
You'll be fine and fulfilled on the road
So come on, come on, come on
You will find many friends to grow old
I came across the wrinkled tapes of my teen band
The years collide and never come back it's not a drill
It put lines in your eyes but you don't know what to expect, no
Goodbye lovers from the student years
It's messy and blurry but brave and true
Goodbye worry from the homeland cage
Father, friends and mother are scared, so are you
So come on, come on, come on
You'll be fine and fulfilled on the road
So come on, come on, come on
You will find many friends to grow old
I've dropped it all for this guitar, I've dropped it all
A need of space for new songs, new life, new outcome
The steel-six strings and my bare hands, a blurry mind
Waitin till the low-risk life is left behind
Goodbye lovers from the student years
It's messy and blurry but brave and true
Goodbye worry from the homeland cage
Father, friends and mother are scared, so are you
So come on, come on, come on
You'll be fine and fulfilled on the road
So come on, come on, come on
You will find many friends to grow old
You make a choice to get a name
You find your voice and raise your head
You dream a lot but think again
So come on, come on, come on
You'll be fine and fulfilled on the road
So come on, come on, come on
You will find many friends to grow old
Credits
Writer(s): Thibaud François
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