Roads before I have somebody whom I left
But memories are lightning feelings of myself
Time's soon letting us near
Think of things pretty clear
So when I cross the door you're there
But memories are lightning feelings of myself
Time's soon letting us near
Think of things pretty clear
So when I cross the door you're there
Returning home to me
Or I returned to see
How colors are brighter here
The "painted black" I left
Fields that turned to ash
That place don't belong to me
Left the gun behind the door to face your love
But nothing is the same, what happened to me?
Can't see without bloody eyes
Can't feel my will to be
Bullets are flying though the air
Returning home to me
Or I returned to see
How colors are brighter here
The "painted black" I left
Fields that turned to ash
That place don't belong to me
Thrashed and trapped in mind-games
Can I flee free of this?
Just you can help me now
Can't let me fall
Returning home to me
Or I returned to see
How colors are brighter here
The "painted black" I left
Fields that turned to ash
That place don't belong to me
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Time Is Now