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Thinking of Back Home

I knew a city once yeah, the nights were long The guitars never ceased their singing yeah, we lived an endless song Fruitless days everlasting nights for a time, the music lived Lights were rolling streets kept going and we gave all we had to give
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Jul 13, 2012
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