I am never going home,
I am never going home,
never going to roam,
never going to roam where my heart used to call home,
and rarely will I think of it again,
for it is a blank to me mostly,
after the death of so many friends,
and I am never going home,
never going home,
never going to roam,
never going to roam, where my heart used to call home,
for it is a void to me, and it holds barely a happy memory,
memories that I no longer wish to know,
because they bring more pain to me and suffering,
more pain and suffering than I have ever known,
so, this is goodbye,
goodbye to the place where I used to roam,
yes, this is goodbye,
goodbye to the place that I used to once call home,
the place that I called home,
you no longer have my heart,
and no longer will I see your shores again,
and with no sadness in my eyes I will barely cry,
and I will never again roam,
where my heart used to call home,
so, this is a goodbye, a final goodbye,
and a goodbye to all those friends that I know.
