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Post by superman on Nov 27, 2007 6:21:51 GMT -5
Not very often have we met But the music's been too bad Can only sense happiness if the music is sad So, I'm going home I must hurry home Where a life goes on We're too old to make a mess Dreams will keep me young Old enough to stress Only mirrors tell the time So, I'm going home I must hurry home So will my life go on Yes, I'm going home Going home alone And your life goes on
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Post by rusebg on Nov 27, 2007 8:12:19 GMT -5
I prefer this one, Bonele:
Going home, going home I’m just going home Quiet light, some still day I’m just going home
It’s not far, just close by Through an open door Work all done, care laid by Going to fear no more
Mother’s there expecting me Father’s waiting, too Lots of folk gathered there All the friends I knew
Nothing’s lost, all’s gain No more fret nor pain No more stumbling on the way No more longing for the day Going to roam no more
Morning star lights the way Restless dream all done Shadows gone, break of day Real life begun
There’s no break, there’s no end Just a living on Wide awake with a smile Going on and on
Going home, going home I’m just going home It’s not far, just close by Through an open door I am going home I’m just going home
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Post by superman on Nov 27, 2007 14:47:49 GMT -5
splendid!
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