"Home by Dan Croll"
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I've forgotten how it feels with the carpet under my seat
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It's the polyester fibers that wrap around my feet
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Feels like home, home
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When the cold shakes my bones it's the rug that warms my soul
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It's the textile to the skin, and the sensation alone feels like home, home
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So if you ever come 'round to my house take your shoes off at the door
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'Cause it's impolite not to; you'll be damaging my floor
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'Cause it's my home
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When you're down and you're alone it's the train that brings you home
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And your mother, brother, sister, father, waitin' at the door
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It's so sweet, sweet
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Makes me glad I'm only a stone's throw away
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Makes me sad that others can't have it the same way
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Oh, home, home
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In the forest it's unlikely that you'll find a home so tidy
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Compared to what it's like living like a city type
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Why, it's no home
[Outro] Repeats the chords above with melodic lick.
