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  • I've been searching desert lands
    Oh what a place to call home
    The wind will wash away my tracks
    Oh what a place to call home
    I'll do everything
    I can to hide the wounds on my feet to make myself look healthy
    Oh what a place to call home, ohh
    Please show me something that can shake my bones
    I want to feel the fear rush through my veins
    My hands are cold from holding on to hopes
    Even ghosts have gone away
    It's all the same
    I've been sinking through deep seas
    Oh what a place to call home
    The current sings a ghostly tune
    Oh what a place to call home
    And I'll walk with the phantoms of the sea
    Listen to the whispers until somehow
    I hear melodies
    Oh what a place to call home
    Please show me something that can shake my bones
    I want to feel the fear rush through my veins
    My hands are cold from holding on to hopes
    Even ghosts have gone away
    It's all the same
    And I am a ghost of great
    The sea The sand
    Just a memory of something sweet
    And I'll say
    I've got everything
    I need But the only thing
    I have is thrill of holding my breath
    This is me drifting out to sea
    Ohh what a place to call home
  • I've been searching desert lands
    Oh what a place to call home
    The wind will wash away my tracks
    Oh what a place to call home
    I'll do everything
    I can to hide the wounds on my feet to make myself look healthy
    Oh what a place to call home, ohh
    Please show me something that can shake my bones
    I want to feel the fear rush through my veins
    My hands are cold from holding on to hopes
    Even ghosts have gone away
    It's all the same
    I've been sinking through deep seas
    Oh what a place to call home
    The current sings a ghostly tune
    Oh what a place to call home
    And I'll walk with the phantoms of the sea
    Listen to the whispers until somehow
    I hear melodies
    Oh what a place to call home
    Please show me something that can shake my bones
    I want to feel the fear rush through my veins
    My hands are cold from holding on to hopes
    Even ghosts have gone away
    It's all the same
    And I am a ghost of great
    The sea The sand
    Just a memory of something sweet
    And I'll say
    I've got everything
    I need But the only thing
    I have is thrill of holding my breath
    This is me drifting out to sea
    Ohh what a place to call home