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Dropkick Murphy's ... Far Away Coast
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*** Far Away Coast ***
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 throught 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 unkown 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 dear and there's reason to toast
A cloudy
dark images of a Middle East land Comes down and wrecks my hopeful land
chorus:
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