It was fun another place upon the compass
And we’ve come miles on these cheap feet
I don’t know where it is or when it’s coming
Another place for these dry bones
They were over there
It was funny another place upon the compass
And we’ve come miles on these cheap seats
I’m falling apart a little bit around the breeches
Another place for these dry bones
They were over there
You me looking for the missing places
When I couldn’t be alone
You catch me before I fall to pieces
You’re my other word for home
Just my other word for home
Here it comes another borderline to meet us
And we’ve walked miles on these four feet
I’m falling apart a little bit around the breeches
Another place to call my own
They were over there
You me looking for the missing places
When I couldn’t be alone
You catch me before I fall to pieces
You’re my other word for home
Just my other word for home
My other word
Just my other word
Just my other word
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