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There's a distant place that I've heard of
Not familiar to the likes of us
I've been given glimpses
But never once without a price
Just the same as being stuck in place
Getting dragged along an endless chase
With a finish line that's backing away
Every day
I keep my porchlight on
Waiting for me to get home
I've kept it on for so long
When am I going home
When am I going home
You can't get around it, can't defy
If I only ever think to try
The inevitable kneejerk pops
And kicks me out
I get these kicks to go
And I just let them show
They'll help me find a home
With a porchlight on
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