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  1. Broken Bones
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Lyrics

No one can break your heart quite like the place that you call home. Isn’t it funny and strange? When the rain pours through the bright green leaves of these old trees, I often think this is a magical place. But there’s a sadness. There’s a sadness. There’s a sadness in these bones.

Water swirls around my feet carrying so many dreams that got lost along the way. Life is all rainbows and pain, and sometimes the colors just aren’t the same after an extraordinary rain. And there’s the sadness. Still the sadness. Sadness fills these broken bones.

Broken streets, broken homes, broken hearts that roam alone along broken streets, broken homes, broken hearts that roam alone along broken streets, broken homes, broken hearts that beat through beating. Tell me one more time how you’ve got me on your mind. Tell me one more time how you’ve got me on your mind. How about one more time for the people at the end of the line?

Cause no one can break your heart quite like the place that you call home, and some find it comforting. Bruises come and go just like all the people that we’ve known who grew tired of the fight. So put your hands in the air. Wave ‘em like you don’t care. Sometimes you don’t. This is home.