| We’ve come this far and we can’t turn back
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| This trains run out of track.
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| Seems like, they’re ain’t no use to try.
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| Now I’m not one to abandon hope,
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| But this might be all she wrote,
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| Our destination fades like smoke into the sky.
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| And we’ve come this far and still the same,
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| Standin' out here in the rain.
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| Just one more mile, if only you could fly.
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| Ah and here we are, East of Eden.
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| So close you can taste the freedom.
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| Freedom like, like you’ve never known.
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| Ah, and East of Eden and the Promised Land
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| Just a castle made of sand,
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| Don’t it make you wish you could go home.
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| Ah, don’t it make you wish you could go home.
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| Now and all this time we kept our dream.
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| Nothin' ever came between.
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| Finally, we’re standin' at the gate.
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| Ah, the gate is closed, and there’s a wall.
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| I never thought it would be so tall.
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| Just a piece of paper that seals your fate.
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| Any child can feel the pain,
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| But the high and might have no shame.
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| Where you are, is where you must remain.
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| Ah and here we are, East of Eden.
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| So close you can taste the freedom.
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| Freedom like, like you’ve never known.
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| Ah, and East of Eden and the Promised Land
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| Just a castle made of sand,
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| Don’t it make you wish you could go home.
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| Ah, don’t it make you wish you could go home.
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| Instrumental break
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| And we’ve come this far and still the same,
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| Standin' out here in the rain.
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| Just one more mile, if only you could fly.
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| Ah and here we are, East of Eden.
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| So close you can taste the freedom.
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| Freedom like, like you’ve never known.
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| Ah, and East of Eden and the Promised Land
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| Just a castle made of sand,
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| Don’t it make you wish you could go home.
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| Ah, don’t it make you wish you could go home. |