Somewhere Out There

Hume

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With the seasons winding down
We were going through the wreckage of our youth
There was a small and subtle sound

That I followed in hopes that I'd find truth

But home never really felt much like home
I want to feel it in my bones
I hope it's somewhere out there
Somewhere out there
And God, does he ever reveal the plot?
Has he given this place much thought?
I hope he's somewhere out there
Somewhere out there now

There were roses painted red
So we pulled them down and used them for their thorns
They placed a crown upon your head
And you felt it from the moment you were born

But home never really felt much like home
I want to feel it in my bones
I hope it's somewhere out there, somewhere out there
And God, does he ever reveal the plot?
Has he given this place much thought?
I hope he's somewhere out there
Somewhere out there now