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Finally, the phone call that I knew was sure to come At once, I’m filled with wonder filled with dread Williams race is finished now and his reward is won Brother oh my brother Father is dead Human skin that burns in sweats Father son, true aliens Cross this desert land Picture of the wise and strong Through blinding They trudge along Hand and hand And the boy cries Father father if I lose you Along the way I’ll meet you in the morning At the eastern gate In our homeland In our homeland Father steps are slowing down The boy helps him to the ground And cries this isn’t fair Through the years you carried me I want to carry you But I can’t get you there And father smiled Son, my son, don’t pity me Weakness is not wrong Through my suffering, my soul is healed My vision has grown strong I see our homeland I see our home In youth we fight inmaturity In age, we battle our mortality That’s how it is No matter how we try to build An ocean in this desert We never will We break and crumble. It’s hard to stand On feet of clay Each step or stumble Brings us closer To our promised day In our homeland
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