Home, familiar faces,
a stationary point in time,
nearer and nearer
after moving where the winds can fly
i cant wait till,
till the day i reach home
so please celebrate me home
let me hear the song i have always remembered ( bengawan solo )
the echo a hush infringement
the shadow of every other day,
if you hear me talking against the wind,
you've gotta understand we have to remain
perfect strangers
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