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Acda and De Munnik
Miscellaneous
Going Home
There you are
Twenty past eleven in the evening
On a beach
Putting away cigarettes
Getting out for a while
That was all you wanted
Alone for a while
Because you had so much to deal with
And look at you
There stands the great thinker
At work
On the border between land and sea
The eighth day
So four days to go
While the suffering had already been suffered on day two
To home
Going home
I want to go home
Going homeIt seemed so beautiful
Some time for yourself
But you don't have much to tell yourself
So you just get up
And drag yourself to the beach
Until the moment comes when you can finally call
But not today
That's not allowed until tomorrow
And that is actually because of what she said yesterday
She said: 'Dear, if you have nothing to say
Then you don't have to call, I think'
Going home
Going home< br/>I want to go home
Home
You think: Come on,
Enough worrying about nothing
Stop crying at the moon
One more fifteen minutes
Then it is twelve o'clock
So theoretically only three days to go
Then you can go home
Go home
You can go home
Going home
I want to go home
Going home
I want to go home
Going home