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I am a wanderer, feet on the ground, |
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Heart on my sleeve and my head in the cloulds. |
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I own the star above some distant shore, |
| [00:36.136] |
Wandering ever more. |
| [00:41.350] |
I am a refugee torn from my land, |
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Cast off to travel this world to its end. |
| [00:51.057] |
Never to see my proud mountains again |
| [00:56.189] |
But I still remember them. |
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I am a labourer, sign round my neck: |
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'Will work for dignity, trust and respect'. |
| [01:29.146] |
Stand on this corner so you don't forget |
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I haven't had mine yet. |
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I am a prisoner pacing my cell, |
| [01:45.274] |
Three steps and back, my corner of hell. |
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Lock me away and you swallow the key, |
| [01:55.231] |
But some day I shall be free. |
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And I'll be a wanderer, feet on the ground, |
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Heart on my sleeve and my head in the cloulds. |
| [02:10.345] |
I own the star above some distant shore, |
| [02:15.136] |
Wandering ever more. |
