Do you know those arms are waiting,
for Us to answer the calling...
Do you feel these hearts are yearning,
for Us to find the way back home...
Then why do you let the souls chained,
in the deepest dark part of this land...
Don't you want to feel those arms embrace,
the innermost part of ourselves...
Although our wings of freedom are broken,
we could always run on the ground...
Move one step after another,
even crawling if we must...
As long as we are coming back home...
Better tomorrow is arriving,
with the touch of New Light,
comes the days of The New Life...
The glorious sunrise touch Our Horizon
to take all of us Home...
This shady sidewalk will be done,
these teary-eyed night should end...
Let the wounded soul healed,
as the broken heart fixed...
Time for flying back home...
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