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Home is where the trees grow
(where the trees grow)
Whether if it rains, hails, sleets, or snows

We weren't meant for concrete floors and walls,
made from superficial name brand stores
I forgot what to say, ain't that a shame
I'm so sick of playing all these games.
All they do is lead astray and force us
into the vast cliche.

αγαπη μου

I think we've bit off more than we were able to chew
Don't stop, we have to push through
and find the guts to make do

Close motherfucker close,
close motherfucker close
Before your intentions get thrown out the door

I will find happiness from a girl,
Exposing her emotions bare to the world
A girl that I've never met before
Sometimes I just wanna get home.

Home's where the trees grow.

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from Home is Where the Trees Grow EP, released August 21, 2009
Written by The New Yorker

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