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HOME ON THE RANGE - Scott McMicken
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Tabbed by: Luke Craig
He s crossing out lines
He has nothing to say
Shooting Russian Roulette
Just to learn how to play
Throwing rocks at a car
Till it throws on it s breaks
He s going to far
Because that s what it takes
Learning cause and effect
Letter by letter
Making everything worse
So it can only get better
Is this strange, I don t know
Is it wrong, I m not sure
I m no good as a window
But I ll gladly be a door
And if you re ever in-between
Stop and say hello
It s lonely in-between
To know and not to know
And on the day that I die
As the dearly departed
Will I look back and say that
My life never started
Will I float down the stream
Until time is worn out
As all my remains become
scattered about
Become a song so big and round
Become a dream became a sound
Become a name cut into stone
Become a chill in the bone
Become the One, Become the All
Become the big, become the small
Become complete, become destroyed
Become nothing, be the void
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Ladadaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa
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Ladadaaadadadaaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa
Is this the age
Where everything learned
Is proving tried
And waiting to burn
Is this the age
That sits like a path
That s made to be new
And then proven to last
This time that is ours
That feels like distraction
Is this our death
Or just a contraction
Well time is relentless
Demanding of change
If nothing is new
Then we must rearrange
Well something so simple
Can start looking strange
And it s the city we
caaaaall
Our home on the range
