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I live here in exile |
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my home is not my heart |
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they're miles and oceans apart |
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so I long for the mountains |
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beyond the brave city wall |
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I pray tonight they'll fall |
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then sun will shine on me |
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send the light and let me free |
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I'll be off and on my way |
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on my independence day |
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and all the songs I could not sing |
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and all the words I would not say |
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I'll be shouting everything |
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on my independence day |
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everyday I dream of leaving |
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and now I put up a fight |
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and in the morning I might |
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cannot wait for an answer |
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for you to tell me it's alright |
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it's time to save my only life |
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then the sun will shine on me |
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send the light and let me free |
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I'll be off and on my way |
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on my independence day |
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and all the songs I could not sing |
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and all the words I would not say |
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I'll be shouting everything |
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on my independence day |
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I can feel my trouble disappear |
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anywhere the road will lead |
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if it takes me far away from here |
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then the sun will shine on me |
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send the light and let me free |
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I'll be off and on my way |
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on my independence day |
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and all the songs I could not sing |
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and all the words I would not say |
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I'll be shouting everything |
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on my independence day |