Welcome Home, William
1, 2, 3, 4
I declare a thumb war with myself
While everyone else
Chimes in with "maybe you should slow down"
Breaking free, going with the flow now
Hung out to dry at a Dunkin' off of Front Street
Caffeinate a rush, pick me up and back on my feet
Down on the curb where I slip into the void
Always swallowing the ocean, am I missing the point
The light burnt out
I'm on my way to six feet underground
Tapped out
Until tomorrow when the stories unfold
It's not a problem if you find your home
Find your home
You might end up alone
A needle sprung from an evergreen
The seeds were planted centuries before me
Ball up my fist cause a swing's worth a shot
If I'm pressed against the pavement
Please scrape me off
The light burnt out
I'm on my way to six feet underground
Tapped out
Until tomorrow when the stories unfold
It's not a problem if you find your home
Find your home
You might end up alone
You might end up alone
Like a man who's racing toward the light
Gasping for one more breath of air
Can't step on his toes cause he's dancing with the dare man
Etched into stone, ran away from fate he ran
With a bottle or a can always glued into his hand
The light burnt out
I'm on my way to six feet underground
Tapped out
Until tomorrow when the stories unfold
It's not a problem if you find your home
I declare a thumb war with myself
While everyone else
Chimes in with "maybe you should slow down"
Breaking free, going with the flow now
Hung out to dry at a Dunkin' off of Front Street
Caffeinate a rush, pick me up and back on my feet
Down on the curb where I slip into the void
Always swallowing the ocean, am I missing the point
The light burnt out
I'm on my way to six feet underground
Tapped out
Until tomorrow when the stories unfold
It's not a problem if you find your home
Find your home
You might end up alone
A needle sprung from an evergreen
The seeds were planted centuries before me
Ball up my fist cause a swing's worth a shot
If I'm pressed against the pavement
Please scrape me off
The light burnt out
I'm on my way to six feet underground
Tapped out
Until tomorrow when the stories unfold
It's not a problem if you find your home
Find your home
You might end up alone
You might end up alone
Like a man who's racing toward the light
Gasping for one more breath of air
Can't step on his toes cause he's dancing with the dare man
Etched into stone, ran away from fate he ran
With a bottle or a can always glued into his hand
The light burnt out
I'm on my way to six feet underground
Tapped out
Until tomorrow when the stories unfold
It's not a problem if you find your home
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Writer(s): Alex Long
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