Слова:
Brandos The Come Home

awake Wonderin' where you're keepin' Watchin' everyday, for you Daddy Don't stay gone so long Oh Mama, how'd you get so far away Mama, won't you come on home

swore I thought I heard Come on home Come on home Can't bear the thought of you Out there on your own I've been waiting for you And your time had finally come

swore I thought I heard Come on home Come on home Can't bear the thought of you Out there on your own I've been waiting for you And your time had finally come

sirens scream a tune of panic. heartbeats rival the speed at which the pistons are pushing the engine. dispatched to the aid of black despondency. life

i've got to get off my back and put my words into action. i have laid motionless for much too long now. the dream is not dead. it's just laid dormant

baseball cards and matchbox-cars. let's pretend that we are rock-stars. let's build a ramp behind the house, and let's jump bikes off of it. let's make

millstones disguised as milestones. you peer into the room that doesn't hold the things that you anticipated all your life. "the years you've wasted."

white houses and black roofs. rooms that appear to be empty, but are filled with imagination. picture your love. inhabiting this lonely chair. this is where they come

The fields have been emptied The trees are naked weeping for spring The sun is sleeping longer as last of the green tries on it's winter clothes The