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Like Home lyrics
Take precious things away,
With clouds and tape,
Strike up the bell to play,
And walk down to the lake,
Hold this ghost,
Sweet unknown,
Hold this ghost,
Feels like home,
Pack all your words in case,
We take them all away,
Find us the darkest space,
In time can't quite taste,
Hold this ghost,
Feels like home,
Hold this ghost,
Sweet unknown...
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