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With little hands and scabby kneesCalloused fingers from climbing trees.See so far, skies are clear.Little rocketship, take me away from here.Little farmer boy nails stained with clayhiding from his old man 'cause he's mad today.Train's a rolling, I can hear it getting nearLocomotive, take me away from here.I swear, patience calls to me.I swear, violence calls to me.I know, it don't look to good for me.I swear, I swear.Dog's so weary, ain't been fed for days.His bones are showing and we've lost our way.Hear you calling, I'm too far away.Don't want hurt you but I just can't stay.I swear, patience calls to me.I swear, violence calls to me.I know, it don't look to good for me.I swear, I swear.I'm lost out on these trails,Letras de cancionesHow can I get back home?I did not mean to fail,How can I get back home?Can't get back home. From Letras Mania