Текст песни Homestead - Avi8
Sometimes
i
wish
i
could
fly
into
the
depths
of
space
And
marvel
in
our
glory
When
you
look
out
into
the
stars
What
do
you
see?
A
jumbled
mess?
Or
the
place
you
call
Home
In
a
universe
with
an
abundance
of
possibilities
What′s
holding
you
back?
What
do
you
see?
What
do
you
see?
A
jumbled
mess?
Or
the
place
you
call
Home
What's
to
say,
we
aren′t
made
of
stars?
Just
a
small
globe
In
a
sea
of
darkness
Yet
we
still
find
the
light
Everyday
Made
of
stars?
In
a
universe
with
an
abundance
of
possibilities
What's
holding
you
back?
What
do
you
see?
A
jumbled
mess?
Or
the
place
you
call
Home
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