To My Friends I've Left Behind, I'll Be Back
Nowhere's home to phony trav'lers.
All I do is follow after
Places insufficient to the last.
Coming to a fight, or laughter
I might stay, swing from a rafter,
Or just join another click and said click's cast.
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Home's the last place that seems to be
Sick of my act, not glad to see me.
But home unfailingly I approach and set my stance.
Always, when I'm back, I find opitates,
Though dumb and weak and filled with self hate,
To stay, and deny the traveler his latest chance.
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Am I disappointed when I journey?
How could I still be so lonely, burning
For a love not here yet, still on it's way?
All the more do I hate myself then.
When somehow, still alive, I find my friends.
It's then I forsake the yester for today.
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Yester-morrow, After-nite,
All at once find my sleepy sight,
As my car juuuuust misses HOLY CRAP!
Back to work, and jerks, and swimmin'.
Hello future, friends and women.
Only thing sure 'bout travelin' is that
I'll Be Back.
All I do is follow after
Places insufficient to the last.
Coming to a fight, or laughter
I might stay, swing from a rafter,
Or just join another click and said click's cast.
------
Home's the last place that seems to be
Sick of my act, not glad to see me.
But home unfailingly I approach and set my stance.
Always, when I'm back, I find opitates,
Though dumb and weak and filled with self hate,
To stay, and deny the traveler his latest chance.
------
Am I disappointed when I journey?
How could I still be so lonely, burning
For a love not here yet, still on it's way?
All the more do I hate myself then.
When somehow, still alive, I find my friends.
It's then I forsake the yester for today.
------
Yester-morrow, After-nite,
All at once find my sleepy sight,
As my car juuuuust misses HOLY CRAP!
Back to work, and jerks, and swimmin'.
Hello future, friends and women.
Only thing sure 'bout travelin' is that
I'll Be Back.