My Only Home
Like a swarm of flies colliding with a moving windshield
- Like a swarm of flies colliding with a moving windshield
- So are our lives on this never-ending road
- I have left behind my mark only to be later washed away
- And was consumed with the allure
- Despite the inevitable decay
- When did the road that I'm on become my only home
- When did this become the one place I truly know
- (I truly know)
- A journey making us like weeds
- Where the wind steals our splendour
- But spreads it to the distant fields
- Despite our fragile imperfections
- Yet shaking walls and wearing wheels
- Can never capture my heart the way you do
- When did the road that I'm on become my only home
- (my only home)
- When did this become the one place I truly know
- When did the road that I'm on become my only home
- (my only home)
- When did this become the one place I truly know
- I am missing what makes me whole
- I am missing what makes me whole
- When did the road that I'm on become my only home
- When did this become the one place I truly know
- When did the road that I'm on become my only home
- (my only home)
- When did this become the one place I truly know
- When did the road that I'm on become my only home
- (my only home)
- When did this become the one place I truly know
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