Tác giả : Blues Traveler
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Take a look out to the east, where the sun will rise 
And think of all the possibility it brings 
And it's that which makes it seem a hope that life dead lies 
With its rationale that enslaves kings 
 
But now i can't escape the fact that it feel wrong to me 
And though the sun shines all the same i still feel lost 
Because illumination doesn't mean you get to see what matters 
Sometimes you buy the fear and know the cost 
Sometimes you have to buy the fear to know the cost 
 
And when i come marching home 
When i come marching home 
When johnny comes marching home again to you 
I swear it'll be the last time 
 
I close my eyes and i can see a thousand scenes of happy ending 
But i'm relieved to wake up to the darkest sky 
The night feels clear, the course unchanged 
And a lonely wind gives call 
The darkest sky allows the brightest stars to steer your own ship by 
 
But now i can't escape the fact those dreams feel real to me 
And though before i've laid my siege and faced attack 
In the end, i must admit, i'm just the least bit terrified 
For the first time i look for home and i think of starting back 
For the first time, i think of starting back 
 
The heart that beats 
Is a heart that grows 
And through torrid gale 
I hold it wheel, because i know 
Where you are 
Is where i'll be 
But it's who you are 
That already gives comfort to me 
 
And should the dawn ever decide to set me free 
Perhaps in a new way by the light of day 
I could learn to face the sunrise 
But that still remains for you and i to see 
Cause now i'm able to escape that i'm alone in this 
And though before i've always taken it that way 
And though i'm not used to the exercise 
I can offer you my hand 
I might even learn to love the light of day 
I might even learn to love the light of day 
 
And when i come marching home 
When i come marching home 
When johnny comes marching home again to you 
I swear it'll be the last time 
 
Because this time i want to stay 
I won't ever want to go away 
And when i come marching home again to you 
I swear it'll be the last time