Coming Home Songtext
von Amadan

He sits on a seat one third hates where he′s going
Yeah she sits at home and in angry USA
But a tan or B and I E D do all they had away
And a skateboard on the table made more than his empty

A blue tambourine sits on a bus knows exactly where he's going
And we all sit at home we′re busy in our own way
But the bus ride ended that lust for life
He took his last step that day

But he'll always be out wandering in my brain
Why can't I say a day in this life that
One of my friends won′t come home tonight
It′s not a new line of questions
It's no point of view
It′s not a new thing for me
It's just new ′cause it's you
And you′re gone
And all your memories are found


It's funny how a seat can grab hold and define us
It's funny what lengths we′ll go to to be one way
To my friends who had their last online
Never lived to see the light of day
I still don′t have a good idea of what to say

Why can't I say a day in this life that
One of my friends won′t come home tonight
It's not a new line of questions
It′s no point of view
It's not a new thing for me
It′s just new 'cause it's you
And you′re gone
And all your memories are found

Why can′t I say a day in this life that
One of my friends won't come home tonight
It′s not a new line of questions
It's no point of view
It′s not a new thing for me
It's just new ′cause it's you
And you're gone
And all your memories are found