I follow you downI cannot turn aroundThe choice is not my ownBecause where you are is my home
I follow you downI Cannot turn aroundThe choice is not my ownBecause where you are ismy homeI Follow You Down, Follow You Down
I’ve made up my mindTo stay by you sideFor better or worseI’ll fight or I’ll die firstI’ll fight or I’ll die first
Home is where the heart isWhere the darkness ends and light shines over meYou’re the one I needTo make believeThis story can still turn out well
If home is where the heart is and you reap what you sowWe better get it started coz I’m ready to goYou’ve taken what you wanted and it’s all out on showFeeding time for animals who reach a new low

I want you babe.Oh baby.

I’ll wait for you old friend
It’s been so long again.
And as we travel on,
So, I’m told, it won’t be long.
But know this brother
Soon we’ll be back home.

I’ll carry you once more
As we roll along this dusty floor.
I’ll see you safely there,
For I know, your dreams are near.
But know this brother
Soon we’ll be back home.

As we see the shore
This year’s been hard, but there’ll be more.
I see the light of dawn
And as we march it matters not.
But know this brother
Soon we’ll be back home.

Useless Memories
Take the page and tear it out
Blow away the pieces

Of a story that just brought
Tears and disillusionsMemories are fading out
In a fog of faces
Is it me or is it that
I can't bear the tracesOf your passage in my life
Of the wreckage that you left behind
I'll erase
All the traces of you and me
I will chase
All those useless memories
Memories wither some day
Like the flowers you gave
They just slowly fade away
Like the colors I savedOf your passage in my life
Now this image is in black and white
I'll erase
All the traces of you and me
I will chase
All those useless memories

I've always been takin' away
I've always felt nothing was said
Get ready for what comes away
If pain is fire you'd be the clay

Everything is always the same
Everything changes, I've heard it all before

You need to dry
Useless tears from your eyes

Everything is always the same
Everything changes, I've heard it all before

(vocal sample pitched - no meanings)

"The next thing I want to talk to you about is the Truffle recipe
Chocolate, butter, rhum, truffles"