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Fox and the Bird
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Rome
Somewhere in the eastern hills, With changing leaves and ripened harvest fields, A fading women lived alone. She was skin and bones.
Before they dug her grave, When her manuscripts had been bound and saved, Her final words were spoken slow: 'I'll never leave my home.
This is my home because I call it home, And it'll burn like Rome before I go.'
How to justify my eyes? Cold and simple, drifting as the crow flies 'Let me go to where I will, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And let the earth stand still.'
But who am I to fly? Have I no task to keep me by her side? When all I see is all I know, I want to know my own.
This is my home because I call it home, And it'll burn like Rome before I go.
Don't act as if it's all or none. I won't find my place just by crossing oceans And I won't be guiltless if I run, 'Cause this is my home.
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