Chris Busbee

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For a long while he could not see Wandering around wondering what to be Life was simpler than he had to be Reality is merely what we perceive So won't you please wake him Won't you please wake him Home For a long while he could not breathe Shielded from his friends and open to his enemies Time drunk into me Black hands, black hands Time turned over Black dress, black sound 'Cause we've seen so many places so many times So many chances, so many crimes The wound is where the heart may roam So can he find his way back Can he find his way back Home For a long while he could not feel Before a gang and fought for a deal We fucked up SongtexteWe living and learning But we couldn't see that he was dying and burning 'Cause we've seen so many places so many times So many chances, so many crimes The wound is where the heart may roam So can he find his way back His way back Can he find his way back Can he find his way back Home Oh, how I wish he was here As in a sense of ever But somehow things so certainly The world he seemed to sever And friends they leave And friends they leave you And friends they leave And friends they leave you Away, Away Away, Away Aus Songtexte Mania