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The mist is rising slowly from the shore
Hills are singing me softly songs before is known.
In my heart I knew I was home
'cause I had dreamed this all long ago.
I was home
I was home.
Faces passing, kids laughing in the streets
Rows winding, birds flying high between the trees.
In my heart I knew I was home
'cause I had dreamed this all long ago.
I was home
I was home.
I walked past cliffs where the youth would go
Filled with wide I wondered I'm not alone.
I was home
I am home.
I am home.