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I'm yearning to return back home
Where the light is gently falling
And everything is holy
Home

I want to feel like I'm at home,
Where my dreams are wide awake
And time has ceased to ache,
At home

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Sunrise tints the gates in gold
And the garden is unbolted
And mysteries unfold
At home

Time has come to go back home
Where the days will lend their ear
And memories are clear
At home

Poplars rising high
Whispered prayers to the sky
And the truth-bestowing breeze
Carries wonders overseas

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Someone waits for me back home
Where the whisper of the
Lord In the swinging leaves is heard,
At home

I want to take my soul back home
When my feeble body's worth
Will enrich the fertile earth
At home

Where the meadow's bloomed and green
There's no evil to be seen
Where my dearest riches lie
As the earth is bathed in light.

I'm yearning to return back home
Where my dreams are wide awake
And time has ceased to ache,
At home
I want to feel like I'm at home
Where the shimmer gleams in strands
And holy is the land,
At home.

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