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In the heart of desolation, I feel my mind decay from further isolation, In the corner of my thoughts, You are running rampant and I wish this all could stop. On the borderline and all alone, Trapped in places that I've outgrown, Had enough of being on my own, Now it's time for me to find my way back Home. As the distance starts to climb, I can't stand the thoughts of leaving you behind, All of the months I'll have to wait, As I slowly watch my happiness burn and disintegrate. On the borderline and all alone, Trapped in places that I've outgrown, Had enough of being on my own, Now it's time for me to find my way back Home.