Tekster: Gyroscope. Australia.

In the early 80's when i washed up on the shore
i could breathe a little more than i would realize
You can call me crazy, you can call me what you will
You could take the bitter pill, if it helps you sleep at night

Its a long long way my crooked friend
Such a long long way back
home
So close, yet we've come so far
So close, still we've got so far

I can safely say we feel as safe as we like
Lest we forget those who die, I never will
Such a perfect Island, tucked away in the sea
The real land of the free, do you here me


Its a long way home my crooked friend
But i do appreciate the time we spent
Its a long long way back home
Such a long long way back
home

So close, yet we've come so far
So close, still we've got so far (x3)

A long way home