"Almost Home (III)" lyrics

Go!

Breaking down was not an option
Never having been forgotten
A show only a pro could've left
Beaten. Crying. Something to drown in.
Maybe mistakes
Brought us to this place and helped him
Maybe it's fate
And it was his time to end

Stay and count the days
We're almost home

Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
Now that we've torn wide open
Our broken bodies in the way?
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
With only two words spoken?
These nights will never be the same

111 months, 111 flights
All part of the outcome of 111 nights
111 months, 111 flights
All part of the outcome of 111 nights

But time wasn't thrown away
Just thrown in a secret space
A space of five heads of gold
A space no one ever holds
No matter the fights or the laughs
No matter the good or the bad
A part of us dies in joy
Machines will move on and destroy

Still destroy
Still destroy

Stay and count the days
(Stay and count the days)
Stay and count the days
We're almost home

Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
Now that we've torn wide open
Our broken bodies in the way?
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
With only two words spoken?
These nights will never be the same

Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
Now that we've torn wide open
Our broken bodies in the way?
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
With only two words spoken?
These nights will never be the same

Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
Now that we've torn wide open
Our broken bodies in the way?
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
With only two words spoken?
These nights will never be the same