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...and then:
Home, home again.
I like to be here when I can.
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
(Pink Floyd, Breathe Reprise)
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"Some are born to move the world, to live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about the things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see -
The bell tolls for thee..."
(Neil Peart, Losing It) |
