Dropkick Murphys Far Away Coast Lyrics:
Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast For
fear of an atmosphere poisened deceased With a gas
mask to keep me-from breathing my death It's
American soil I hope for at best But the duty I
serve can't begin to compare To my ancestors
battles and wars throught the years Though the
loneliness strikes like an enemy shell I pray for
my home but still sit here in hell. Sail away to a
place that's unknown taken away from my friends
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and my home to a place they call sacred a place I
call hell I long for that corner I once knew so
well. Go to the grind it's all that I have Work on
and on with nothing to show But a graying face in
this dying place Thats a lock in my solitude I
think of a place on a faraway coast Where friends
are dear and there's reason to toast A cloudy dark
images of a Middle East land Comes down and wrecks
my hopeful land. Sail away to a place that's
unknown taken away from my friends and my home to
a place they call sacred a place I call hell I
long for that corner I once knew so well.
Lyrics: Far Away Coast, Dropkick Murphys [end]