Safe Way Home by Richard Bull
Here and all around, it’s our ground.
And in this life, it’s our home away from home.
And this world. It’s our world.
And it’s our home away from home.
And this life. It’s our life
In this world away from home.
We’re born, we live, we die. Makes me wonder why.
We’re loved, we’re burnt, we cry. Is this our only sky?
By the way when going up we’re never coming down.
By the way we stay on track while never turning back.
By the way we’re kissing goodbye
And never knowing why.
By the way we’re living our life
Just like we never have to die.