Go from Home by Aaron Smith

She’s right across the street, you coward
But you just sit here wasting hours
Go!
Find your guts and go
Stop writing her name in your notebook pages
People meet all the time, it doesn’t take sages
To know!
Spread your wings and go

There are no leagues
There are only people
And most of us don’t want to be alone
We all die at the end
So everything’s equal
And on the way we try to find a home

Tell her about those Aerosmith tickets
Just throw yourself right into the thick of it
Go!
Just take her to the show
Don’t let her end up with the villain
She’ll be a prisoner of him and his children
Go!
Help her just say no

There are no leagues
There are only people
And most of us don’t want to be alone
We all die at the end
So everything’s equal
And on the way we try to find a home

Someday you’ll stop this silly suffering
Right around the time you learn to sing
Just know
That someday you will grow
You’ll step down from your throne of dirt
And you won’t let the innocent get hurt
And so
Someday you will know

There are no leagues
There are only people
And most of us don’t want to be alone
We all die at the end
So everything’s equal
And on the way we try to find a home
Home
Go and find your home

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