Introduction: D
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I gotta get home, there's a garden to tend
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All the fruit's on the ground
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And the birds have all moved back into my attic, whistling static
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When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again
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Well, I can't believe that my lime tree is dead
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Em
I thought it was sleeping, I guess it got fed up with not being fed
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I would be too, I keep food in my belly
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And hope that my time isn't soon (Isn't soon)
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So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
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A
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And whatever I find, I'll find my way back to you
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And if you could try to find it too
Em
'Cause this place has overgrown into waxing moon
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Home is wherever we are if there's love here too
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In the back of our house there's a trail that won't end
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We were walking so far, it grew back in
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And now there's no trail at all, only grass growing tall
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Get out my machete and battle with time once again
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But I'm bound to lose 'cause I'll be damned if time don't win
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I gotta get home there's a garden to tend
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All the seeds from the fruit buried and began
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Their own family trees, teach them thank you and please
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Spread their own roots then watch the young fruit grow again
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This old trail will lead me right back to where it begins
D
Em
So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
G
A
D
And whatever I find, I'll find my way back to you
D
And if you could try to find it too
Em
'Cause this place has overgrown into waxing moon
G
A
D
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too
G
A
D
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too
G
A
D
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too