I have crossed distant plains
I have sailed most seas
I have made silent retreats
and buried my allegiance
I have fled from most things
but most of all from my soul
I have pushed away the best
and often tamed lumberjacks with l
N I want to go home - I have seen enough
a lone wolf - a pack
The road home will surely be long
and it may not be where I hurt
there are rarely safe prisoners
but the country of childhood exists somewhere
A land where generosity is red
maybe the land further back
where contempt gives way to evil
and love is a completely natural thing
N I want to go home - I have seen enough
a lone wolf - a pack
in the country further back - where I come from and hear tea
the life I have lived - is what I bring

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