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Finders

from Too Bad by Jonathan Snee

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These letters that I wrote but never sent,
Would tell you how I really felt.
And the postcards that you read,
Were full of lies.
Like I wish you were here,
And I'm missing you to death.
But the truth is I was running away,
Creating distances.

From myself
And my friends
Because I'm so scared of losing them.
And I know
I was wrong to think
That going this far would change anything.

In all my endless searching,
I've yet to find.
A place where I can lay my head
For more than a couple of hours at a time.
So I keep on moving on
And I keep on looking back.
At the road that I have taken,
At the way from which I've come.

From a place that never felt like home,
But all of this living out on the road,
Makes me miss those four walls,
And the security of everything I know.
So pack it all up and head back,
Following the lines we traced on maps.
And as soon as I'm safe in my bed
I remember why I left.

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from Too Bad, released September 22, 2011

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