So, my friend, were left out on our own again.
Oh yeah, but who knows where were goin.
Come, well walk the night, well listen
To all of those no longer with us,
Calling from some lonely distance.
Take my hand -- cmon
And on well go.
Take my hand
Somethings lasted
Theres a home.
So, my friend, well head out with our hopes again.
Oh yeah, well face whatevers thrown us.
Come, well walk, well find what lingers
Of the things that might have been there
Other dreams of other winters
Take my hand -- cmon
And on well go.
Take my hand
Bury the laughter
There, with the tears weve known.
Trailing our shadows,
You and me on this road.
Built of sadness,
Theres a home.
Its our home
Bury the laughter
There, with the tears weve known.
You and me, shadows,
Traveling this long road.
Built of sadness
For whats happened,
Somethings lasted
Theres a home.
Its our home
Now were home