it’s been a hard road but I came the long way round towns are made of people and this old town is dead to me everybody is out of reach I’m a stranger here now and I live so far away far away in time I’ll find no sanctuary here I wouldn’t have a prayer it didn’t seem so bad framed by moonlight with eyes filled with passion you’d think an outside woman could provide a home for me but home is where my people are it’s where I’m headed to not where I started from adventure risks uncertainty peace begins at home
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