Dropkick Murphys - Far Away Coast

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Far Away Coast Dropkick Murphys

Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast For fear of an atmosphere poisoned 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. 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 That's 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 thoughts. [Chorus] [Repeat first verse] [Chorus] Visitas: 191

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