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e|----2/5--5--7--5--2--0---0--0h2--0--2--0-----------2p0--------|
B|-3---------------------3------------------3--0--3-------3p0h3-|
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I gotta get home there's a guard in to tend   
There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my   
addict   
Whistle and static   
And the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes back again  
I can't believe that my lime tree is dead   
I thought it was sleeping I guess I got fed up  with not being fed   
And I'm being too   
I keep feeding my belly and hope that my time isn't soon  
So I try to understand  what I  
can't hold in my hand  and where  
ever we are   
Home is there too
And if you can try to find it to  cause this  
place is overgrowing to wax and gloom   
Home is where ever we are if there's nothing to   
In the back of our house  there's a trail that went in   
And walking so far that it grew back in   
But there's no trail when the gras growing tall and  
get around my shade   
and ..... with time once again   
But I'm bound to lose we bound if time don't win   
I gotta get home there's a guard in to tend   
All the seeds from the fruit berry are begin the  
old family trees   
these thank you and please   
they spread there own roots   
they watch their own fruit will begin   
And this old trail will leave me right back to where it began   
So I try to understand  what I  
can't hold in my hand  and  
whatever I find I'll find may way back to you   
And if you can try to find it to  cause this  
place is overgrowing to wax and gloom   
Home is where ever we are if there's nothing to

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