Go home
The door is open
but soon it will close
Go home before it\'s to hard
The road has gotten long
and the winds to cold
freedom is a lie
made of promises and sorrow
Looking forward for hope
blinds the clearest eye
to a game that has changed
and the rules that have followed
The sin of what if
instead of what is
becomes a weight
to much to bare
Go home now
the door is ajar
but soon it will close
Oops
the distance is to far.