Home, home again
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I like to be here when I can
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when I come home cold and tired
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it's good to warm my bones beside the fire
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far away across the field
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the tolling of the iron bell
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calls the faithful to their knees
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to hear the softly spoken magic spells
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Breathe reprise
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| Pink Floyd |
