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As I stare into the frozen starlight |
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My hands burn with the scars of past lives |
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I see past all the falling chimneys |
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Home for me |
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What is home for me? |
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As I charge into the foothills of your life |
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Stand under fading sunlight, hope |
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It will return next morning |
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Home for me |
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What is home for me? |
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I can't wait to find |
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A home for me |
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Silence gauge me |
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Into my soul |
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I approach you this morning |
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Which one will you be? |
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You're far too important to me |
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As I stare into the frozen starlight |
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My hands burn with the scars of past lives |
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I see past all the falling chimneys |
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Home for me |
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What is home for me? |
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I cannot wait to find |
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A home for me |
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Home for me |
