| Days are long and nights are cold, the rivers run
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| I’m swept away down distant paths, the road goes on
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| From the halls of the free to the tower of torment
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| Where treasures lie in mountains high
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| The silent fields of stars so far and wide
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| The oceans of infinity, the great divide
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| In the heavens on high is a light so lonely
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| The evening star that shines so far
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| When home is far behind and ever the long roads wind
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| I keep your memory in my mind, one day I’ll repay in kind
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| For so long as I’ve gone and so far I’ve wandered
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| The evening star has shone thus far
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| River rushing, waters wide, just north of there
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| Oh would that I was home again and home was here
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| And the fire was warm and the wind would whisper
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| You’re home again, on roofs the rain
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| When home is far behind and ever the long roads wind
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| I keep your memory in my mind, one day I’ll repay in kind
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| For so long as I’ve gone and so far I’ve wandered
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| The evening star has shone thus far
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| When home is far behind and ever the long roads wind
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| I keep your memory in my mind, one day I’ll repay in kind
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| For so long as I’ve gone and so far I’ve wandered
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| The evening star to me you are |