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Great Escapes - Grow lyrics

Artist: Great Escapes

album: To My Ruin I'll Go Gladly


I've never thought that one day
These roots catch fire and give way
For something that does not put its hands on your throat
And chokes, chokes, chokes, chokes, chokes.
Maybe roots are nothing but a fuze.
Let's light them, let's look for their real use.
That awkward part in which the hero dies
Could be where the whole secret lies.
So maybe home's no longer a spot on the map
But a bunch of people whose hands you can clap.
I'm sure life's a lesson that nobody's ever learned
So it might be right to watch these pages burn
I mean - isn't every fuze waiting to be lit
Like every road is waiting to be hit?
So maybe home's no longer a spot on the map
But a bunch of people whose hands you can clap
So maybe home's no longer that city or town
But a feeling you can enjoy without any frown.

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