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I'm almost home From the road I've got just 2 hours to go Too late to make it to your show But we can cope With the inevitable State of affairs I'm tired of asking "Hey, how was your show?" I wish I could've been there so I'd know Once you've got time It's time for me to pack It seems our releases Are holding us back I'm in Chicago You're in Baltimore As our tired heads meet restless floors Another day Another state apart So we can play along Along with the beating of our hearts But once we get back home the coffee's reeling The bottoms of our mugs point toward the ceiling SongtexteThe cycle goes on and on Next thing you know Its time to go I really want the best for you I think you're the best at what you do Each time we take the stage Between each song we play I hear Detroit call our names Aus Songtexte Mania