Bound to our passion, that 8 hour drives and money loss can't erode.
Away from home, we got offered a place to stay when you opened the door.
Tell me about your story so far, show me the way you live
We'll keep in touch, I'll spread your words.
We haven't been through the same things, but we can share so much
I won't forget once I'm back home
I don't mind sleeping on cold floors when it's warm inside
I feel touched when you've got nothing but give what have
Sometimes brought on a pedestal then I should build statues of you all with the stones left from the wall
Beer and gin fueled nightlong chats while sitting on the concrete pavement.
Bright lights afar will never shine more than what we've got in our hearts.
It's hard to figure out you lived into struggle
It's hard to figure out the social pressure
It's just about you and me on each side of the wall.