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There is a place that I call home as much as I can I do rest there but when I am still I am called on when I am called I must obey there is a land that I come from it's story runs in my river am I the man or the mountain? am I the night of the fading daydream the sky beneath me I am the valiant warrior I am the fearful deserter I am the ghost in the mirror I am the love that is always There is an end to the theatre We will be fire in the ether Still playing the role of 'diva' if only to just fade away to breathing and break away to freedom Playing the garden of eden her heart is her guide and her beacon singing the birds and the seasons strumming for words cannot express Letras de cancionesthere is a place that we call home as much as we can we do rest there but different lessons we learn from so again we must go to break away to freedom break away from 'me' From Letras Mania