Returning to solace So sweet like honeysuckle on the tongue The sound of silence blesses my ears Enveloping like the earth I will one day lie in Metropolis is bad to wither the soul Roaring concrete and steel washes you in blood So let you point and laugh Provincial aint so bad Take me back down to where I belong To rust in rivers I do not covet any mans life I know my place all too well One mans paradise is another mans living hell To each their own Generations ago made this place my own The roots are deep and strong Carry them wherever I go Never wanted your approval Never wanted your acceptance Never wanted to be anything but me Never wanted to be anywhere but here Carry me Southeast bound home To speak in defense of our good name Lay me to rest with my kin In the ground of Gods country Lash out at any who would smear you with hate Deify no one, never crawl ashamed The past screams injustice on a Southern night wind Whips manacles chains musket balls A dark history never forgotten Only misconception remains Speak in defense of our good name The blood of kin grants absolution Ill join them soon enough in the ground of Gods country Never wanted your acceptance Never wanted your approval Never wanted to be anything but me Never wanted to be anywhere but right here
wanted, never, approval, acceptance, kin