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And every home we've known is sentencedAnd I'm no asking you to change your nameBut I can't see you, I can't see you nowI'll cut away somehowLeft a hole in the cold September dawnOn, the day I goIts known to snow where I was bornAnd when approached all borders atoneAnd I'm not asking you to save my placeBut I can't leave you, I can't leave you nowI'll cut away somehowLeft a hole in the cold September dawnOn, the day I go From Letras Mania