In my Road back home
Seem longer than a prayer in rome
Painting a picture without a frame
Straight to the heart like a man's scream
Stuck in my way to a dream
Visions fade in yesterday
Love of mother needed in this day
Words of father I never listened to
I still remember till in this very day
Guilty left me in wishes to walk
Next to them if tomorrow will come
As memories dig deep
Tearing to lost images, thru my soul they reap
In home loneliness I steep
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