歌词
Home, so far from home
So far to go
And we've only just begun
And oh, every lie we told
Is written in stone
Every lie we wrote in our bones
And hold on, there's nothing to pack
Oh, we know we're not coming back
And, oh, every promise that we broke
Is sewn to our clothes
Now we are pinned to the wind, I suppose
And oh, every falling flake of snow
Has to give in
Oh, but we spin and we spin and we spin
And hold on, there's nothing to pack
Lay your heart out, we're not coming back
And hold on, there's nothing to pack
Lay your heart out, we're not coming back
We're not coming back
