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Road to home
I walked a long and winding road
To get here
where
Shadows shadow things in gold
And clear
There is no old
Never cold
Nothing around to fear
Things are known
Without being told
Days numbered by the year
With...
To get here
where
Shadows shadow things in gold
And clear
There is no old
Never cold
Nothing around to fear
Things are known
Without being told
Days numbered by the year
With...
