Looking to know what it means to roam
Leave it there, and take a small piece home
Am I ever gonna see this place again
Will I feel your hand in mine, old friend
Can you believe?
No I can't
Your hair was so much shorter back then
A careless pastime way back when
Became the means before the end
Tell the bigger man I'm on my way
We'll see whose road is higher
Cast in brass and gold, a lie untold
And cleansed in holy fire
Fates were sealed
And wrapped up nice
Pre-packaged with a price
You won't get me twice
Falling asleep while the TV static drones
We were together, but still all alone
Trying to hang on to the ebb and flow
Making our way down the winding road
Do we even know where it goes? Do we even know where it goes?
Tell the bigger man I'm on my way
We'll see whose road is higher
Cast in brass and gold, a lie untold
And cleansed in holy fire
Fates were sealed
And wrapped up nice
Pre-packaged with a price
You won't get me twice
The road is long, the die is cast
The exit shines when you're alone
Clever lies in cooling glass
That you can't do this on your own
Try not to get caught up en masse
When time will march for free
I thought that I was home at last
But home will just travel with me