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Sense of home is all of this and more Voice of love flies just beyond the door Contemplating, I no longer change Built my hope according to the day Beautiful boys and girls Beautiful broken world Beautiful boys and girls God if I pray, so long so loud It's that most days you don't make a sound Sense of home was lost along the way Naked bodies buried in my veins Nations rise and buckle in the weight Homesick for the words I couldn't place Beautiful boys and girls Beautiful broken world Beautiful boys and girls God if I pray, so long so hard It's that most days you don't make a sound When you find me at the well Will you comfort me until Will you recognize my face And replace, change Beautiful boys and girls Beautiful broken world From Letras Mania