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We where young... seeking for truth of length Disapeared... lost in the old great devine I've been thinking about the last time you. You spoke to me You spoke at me I've been thinking about when I fell to my knees When I fell to my knees Everybody seems to have moved on In this old familiar place I call my home... Oho'o... You can't take this heart away Oho'o... You can digg in your own grave Take my hands... lets burn these bridges down You've been wondering why I haven't been around We grew old In a field we built our hopes We move away All these winds are just so strong I've been searching for... quit a while now And its an empty room Just an empty room I am remembering... a heart beat within But its an empthy tumb, just an empthy tumb Everybody seems to have moved on In this old familiar place I call my home... Oho'o... You can't take this heart away Oho'o... You can digg in your own grave Take my hands... lets burn these bridges down You've been wondering why I haven't been around Oho'o... take your pockets full of gold Oho'o... I wear my rags, you wear your clothes Take my hands... lets burn these bridges down You've been wondering why I haven't been around Oho'o... You can't take this heart away Oho'o... You can digg in your own grave Take my hands... lets burn these bridges down You've been wondering why I haven't been around
Writer(s): Adam Jones, Jeffrey Bull, Hayden Jensen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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