374 Miles From Home
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Place Called Home - 374 Miles From Home 

“This is all i have 
i left a piece of me 
beneath those rolling hills and trees 
so you wont for get me 
i wont sleep 
beneath the shade 
of trees 
i wont sleep 
I have dug this grave 
i build a casket for two 
the inside only reads blue 
velvet and smooth 
the dirt that chokes me 
is the same that chokes you 
We will use these windows as doors 
ill use them to enter your soul 
i dug the grave 
i built the casket 
i tasted dirt 
i choked on it 
i wont sleep beneath the shade of trees 
we’ll watch the leaves fall and bleed 
I wont sleep beneath the shade of trees 
We’ll bury our hearts”