Call all of my friends...dear mother
i can't say where i've been...dear brother
too tired to sleep...i'm comin' home
no time for singin' in the kitchen
gotta let the water do the dishes
it's too far to reach i'm comin' home
the dream i had went on for years and years
although i never left my bed
i lived it all through the smiles and tears
hidden like the price upon my head
Call all of my friends...dear mother
i can't say where i've been...dear brother
too tired to sleep...i'm comin' home
no time for singin' in the kitchen
gotta let the water do the dishes
it's too far to reach i'm comin' home
the time before we lived by different rules
now they don't recall at all
i feel their breath sing a song of fools
rising like the mountain to the falls
Call all of my friends...dear mother
i can't say where i've been...dear brother
too tired to sleep...i'm comin' home
no time for singin' in the kitchen
gotta let the water do the dishes
it's too far to reach i'm comin' home
(2010 db michel)
I woke up from a nap where i was dreaming this song.
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