Woorden: James LaBrie. Static Impulse. Coming Home.

Feels like rain
Closing in on me again
Can't deny
Angry skies are falling
So farewell
Wish there was some other way
Can't undo, There's no use in trying
I hope that they will understand

Know that
I wont be coming home
Far away from where I belong
Tell my wife, my best friend
Both my children I love them
Know that I,
Know that I wont be coming home

Speak the truth
Know me for the man I am
Don't you cry
More to gain from dying
Know me for the man I am

Know that
I wont be coming home
Far away from where I belong
Tell my wife, my best friend
Both my children I love them

Know that I,
Know that I wont be coming home

What if I,
I told you then
Could you help me
Would you help to
Set me free
I can't feel any remorse
Have no recourse

Apathy
Apathy

Running out of time
I hope they will understand

Know that
I wont be coming home
Far away from where I belong
Tell my wife, my best friend
Both my children I love them
Know that I,
Know that I wont be coming home