No One Home Mark Horning
Today we play with suspended Also, for those at home, my Tacoma Roadking is tuned down a half step. Words and Music: Mark E. Horning: Luna s rising above the hills The sight should warm my heart And then I remember how we failed And gave up at the start. For there s no one home Diana s all Harnessed the power just one goal of a nation brave and bold. Set footsteps on distant foreign seas until our will grew cold. And there s no one home Diana s all Luna s Rising above the clouds Just like each night before Fifty years, and a fading dream We re still stuck on the shore. For there s no one home Diana s still Some day surely we will return (at) Peary or Shackleton Water s there for living off the land Constant power from the But for now, there s no one home Diana sleeps alone Ther
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