| See it in the sunrise
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| Gold that turns to blue
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| Flashing light on water
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| Smoky rainfall too
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| The dancing of the atom
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| Rocks and running streams
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| Long forgotten stories
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| Memories and dreams
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| The beauty of the children
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| The wisdom of the old
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| The changing of the seasons
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| Always heading home
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| From year to year, from day to day
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| From dawn to dark, from birth to grave
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| Always heading home
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| We’re always heading home
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| It’s there in children’s voices
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| Echoes from the past
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| The music of the forest
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| The silence of the stars
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| The rhythm of the ocean
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| The call that can’t be heard
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| A feeling something’s missing
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| That can’t be said in words
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| The way that all things balance
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| The fast one and the slow
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| The question and the answer
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| Always heading home
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| From year to year, from day to day
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| From dawn to dark, from birth to grave
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| Always heading home
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| We’re always heading home
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| From year to year, from day to day
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| From dawn to dark, from birth to grave
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| Always heading home
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| We’re always heading home |