Song Description
remorse, regret
| Song Length |
4:09 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Heartbreaking, Poignant |
Subject |
Existence, Judgement |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Far From Home (aka Battlezone)
I bit myself today
Lost all my self control
I'm such a bloody mess
With duck tape it won't show
I strap these feelings on
With grappling hooks and chains
And, carefully contemplate
How guilt can leave a bloody stain
- (chorus) -
Shipwrecked far from home
This crisis of my youth
Come join my battle zone
If you want truth, I'll give you proof
My mind a reservoir
Of crazy crooked pain
My spirit still at war with my demons
I don't dare to name (they have my name)
I drag my crooked leg
Down streets I used to own
And, wrap my bleeding soul
Round blessings I should have known
Now, in my cheaters chair
I carefully cut and paste
My precious thoughts and dreams
To please the judge and the magistrate
- (chorus) -
- (bridge) -
With a felon's sense of pride
And a convict's private creed
I tempt the gods to turn on me
But, I only steel what I need
- (chorus) -