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West, on a plane bound westI see stretching out belowLand, blessed mother landThe place where I was bornScars, she's got her scarsSometimes it starts to worry meLose, I don't want to loseSight of who we areFrom the mountains highTo the wave crash coastThere's a way to findBetter days I knowIt's been a long hard rideGot a ways to goThis is still the placeThat we all call homeFree, nothing feels like freeBut it sometimes means we don't get alongSame, no were not the sameBut that's what makes us strongFrom the mountains highTo the wave crash coastThere's a way to findBetter days I knowIt's been a long hard rideGot a ways to goThis is still the placeThat we all call homeBrave, gotta call it braveTo chase that dream across the seaNames, and they signed their namesFor something they believedRed, how the blood ran redAnd we laid our dead in the sacred groundJust think, wonder what they thinkIf they could see us nowIt's been a long hard rideGot a ways to goThis is still the placeThat we all call homeIt's been a long hard rideAnd I won't lose hopeThis is still the placeThat we all call home
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