Coming Home

from by MIKEY SABATELLA

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Coming Home

The Days Feel Like Weeks
& Minutes wear like miles to my feet,
Growing old…and I'm coming home.

My past won't catch up to me,
Those memories always seem to make me weak
We're growing old…and I'm coming home.

Don't tell me how, I said I'am coming home
& Don't sell me out, it's time and I'am coming home
Changing my tone…and I'am coming home...

Sunset & red skies,
Tears fall like rain drops from your eyes,
You were growing cold but now I'm coming home.

Don't tell me how, I said I'am coming home
& Don't sell me out, it's time and I'am coming homeYour all alone
…I'am coming home…home…

credits

from A NEW HORIZON, released December 13, 2011
Mikey Sabatella - Vocals/Guitar
Brian Eikenberry - Lead Guitar
Eric Ehlers - Drums/Percussion
Todd Robinson - Bass/Keys

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