I've got a bad 
taste in me
It's like I've been robbed 
of something I once was 
in my childhood memories

and its buried in sandboxes 
backyard where we used to see 
that dreams [bad word] [bad word] 
if believed 
the sidewalks scream our names
we are so far from home
far from home

I've got a bad 
pain in my heart
it's like the first time 
that I looked in your eyes
the first time 
it all fell apart

and it's buried in sandboxes 
backyard where we used to see 
that dreams [bad word] [bad word] 
if believed
the sidewalks scream our names
we are so 
far from home
far from home
but now, we are so 
far from home
far from home

all I have is words 
to which I'm a slave
I scribble them down, 
hoping they'll save me, 
but I'm lost
I'm so lost

These pages will burn 
and I'll pass away
Yesterday's gone 
and I just can't shake 
the fact that I'm lost
I'm so lost

but now we are so far from home
far from home
now, we are so far from home
far from home
but now we are so 
far from home
far from home
far from home
we are so
far from home
far from home

now, we are so
far from home
far from home
now, we are so
far from home
far from home