Paroles de Far away coast

Dropkick Murphys

pochette album Far away coast
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Date de parution : 01/10/2004

Durée : 0:02:41

Style : Rock



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- music: barton, lyrics: casey, mccolgan -

Here in the trenches the fist of the beast
For fear of an atmosphere poisened deceased
With a gas mask to keep me from breathing my death
It's american soil i hope for at best

For the duty i serve can't begin to compare
To my ancestors battles and wars through the years
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell

Chorus:
Sail away to a place that's unknown
Taken away from my friends and my home
To a place they call sacred; a place i call hell
I long for that corner i once knew so well

Go to the grind it's all that i have
Work on and on with nothing to show
But a graying face in this dying place
Thats a lock in my solitude

I think of a place on a faraway coast
Where friends are so dear and there's reason to toast

A cloudy image of a middle east land
Comes down and wrecks my hopeful thoughts

Chorus: sail away to a place that's unknown
Taken away from my friends and my home
To a place they call sacred; a place i call hell
I long for that corner i once knew so well

Here in the trenches the fist of the beast
For fear of an atmosphere poisened deceased
With a gas mask to keep me from breathing my death
It's american soil i hope for at best

But the duty i serve can't begin to compare
To my ancestors' battles and wars through the years
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell

Chorus: sail away to a place that's unknown
Taken away from my friends and my home
To a place they call sacred; a place i call hell
I long for that corner i once knew so well

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