Из альбома: An Airplane Carried Me to Bed

I was on the road, despite the holiday
A wintergreen daydream softly collided
And took all my headaches away
When did I arrive? I don't recall ever leaving Alaska
Why do I hate the dark when I'm alone?
I was on my way to a brighter day I'm still chasing around
But somehow I believe that this is home
It's so good to be home

I was on the ground when I recall the day
That my discomposure left me forever
And swept all my troubles away
When did I arrive? I don't recall ever leaving Alaska
Why do I hate the dark when I'm alone?
I was on my way to a brighter day I'm still chasing around
But somehow I believe that this is home
It's so good to be home

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