08 E-train Has My Guns

Mom is sick, the dogs are homeless, I’m still on the run
That’s why the weary have not slept and E-train has my guns
To love and lose the ones we choose with unguarded tongues
Before we fell there was no hell from which to run

Chorus:
But there’s something out there callin us that we have yet to greet
With no place to call home we may have the world at our feet
The walls are fallin down around us, lets just walk on by
If we can learn to let go we may fly

I am sick, I’ll cap the bottle, the sad sads have won
I’m encased and I’m surrounded, now it’s time to run
If you find I’ve left behind all I’ve held so dear
I apologize, please advise, I’ll see you in a year

Chorus

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