Evergreen Terrace - Almost Home (III) lyrics

Go Breaking down was not an option Never having been forgotten a show Only a pro could've left beaten, crying Something to drown in Maybe mistakes Brought us to this place and helped him Maybe it's fate And it was his time to end Stay and count the days We're almost home Where do we go from here? Now that we've torn wide open Our broken bodies in the way Where do we go from here? With only two words spoken These nights will never be the same 111 months, 111 flights All part of the outcome of 111 nights 111 months, 111 flights All part of the outcome of 111 nights But time wasn't thrown away Just thrown in a secret space A space of 5 heads of gold A space no one ever holds No matter the fights or the laughs No matter the good or the bad A part of us dies in joy Machines will move on and destroy Still destroy, still destroy Stay and count the days Stay and count the days We're almost home Where do we go from here? Now that we've torn wide open Our broken bodies in the way Where do we go from here? With only two words spoken These nights will never be the same Where do we go from here? Now that we've torn wide open Our broken bodies in the way Where do we go from here? With only two words spoken These nights will never be the same Where do we go from here? Now that we've torn wide open Our broken bodies in the way Where do we go from here? With only two words spoken These nights will never be the same