The Living Tombstone
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Fly Home

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: The Living Tombstone Canonical path: /the-living-tombstone/fly-home Related lyric paths: 6
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Fly Home

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Pack your bag, hop in a car, another day, another destination

Fly somewhere far, gotta start fresh in a new location

Seems somewhat bizarre, living life without a sovereign nation

Said make me a star, this is what you gotta do

In the air again, it’s just like a merry-go-round

Living miles above you miss being there on the ground

So sick of white and chrome but I’ve got the world to roam

So I am lost in the unknown

Till the birds fly home

Go to sleep somewhere new, seven hours on a red eye flight to

Meet someone who is supposed to give me all the answers

Learn something true, another hundred thousand miles I flew

I’m just passing through, and it’s all I ever do, I’m

In the air again, it’s just like a merry-go-round

Living miles above you miss being there on the ground

So sick of white and chrome but I’ve got the world to roam

So I am lost in the unknown

Till the birds fly home I'm gone, alone on top of the world

They say there’s nothing wrong, success is a wonderful whirl-

Wind but I’m lost at sea, it’s a prison being free

It won’t be long, you’ll see

Only till the birds fly home

I’ll just be a voice over the phone

Destinations all unknown

Only till the birds fly home

Used to live simple life, in single nondescript location

Stress, fam’ly strife, sick and tired of the aggravation

So, wrote my songs, try to make it big in my vocation

I’d prove them wrong, and did what I had to do

In the air again, it’s just like a merry-go-round

Living miles above you miss being there on the ground

So sick of white and chrome but I’ve got the world to roam

So I am lost in the unknown

Till the birds fly home I’m gone, alone on top of the world

They say there’s nothing wrong, success is a wonderful whirl-

Wind but I’m lost at sea, it’s a prison being free

It won’t be long, you’ll see

Till the birds fly home

Till the birds fly home

Fly home

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