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,
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Hope 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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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.
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What Is Home
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| The Black Crowes |
