Down a long winding road lies a house A home It’s not easy to reach, not easy at all Just find a way, a path It’s hard, fuck A long winding road Trees they’re autumn yellow Thoughts they flower like death does When hearts stop beating When they stop beating for each other That condones a sympathetic scoff ”the dead are dead nothing more” Oh how i wish i could go home More often, more often Wish i could be home everyday Instead of in a land of strangeness Feeling alien in the unforgiving Feeling wrong in the world of rights ”it doesn’t make sense” they say ”your feelings they’re all so frayed” I’m afraid ”your recollection all so incorrect, Memories fabulated for every case” Could you be quiet you infinitude of asininity Oh i lost it, my home it’s gone Just a long and winding road Just a long road Just