Blowing down the dust of homesickness
But not the forehead
Walk the road of the world
Just think of the door to go home
Catch up with the drifters
But can't catch up with the wandering soul
I want to finish my dream
Still a homesick heart
How many years have I asked more than once
Why is the center of the earth so heavy
How many years have I searched more than once
Is it green on the way home
Life is a grain
It will take root when it lands
The wind blows the dream of time
The fallen leaves always return to their roots
Life is a grain
It will take root when it lands
The wind blows the dream of time
The fallen leaves always return to their roots
Blowing down the dust of homesickness
But I can't blow the lines off my forehead
Walk the road of the world
Just think of the door to go home
Catch up with the drifters
But can't catch up with the wandering soul
I have finished my dream
Still a homesick heart
How many years have I asked more than once
Why is the center of the earth so heavy
How many years have I searched more than once
Is it green on the way home
Life is a grain
It will take root when it lands
The wind blows the dream of time
The fallen leaves always return to their roots
Life is a grain
It will take root when it lands
The wind blows the dream of time
The fallen leaves always return to their roots
Life is a grain
It will take root when it lands
The wind blows the dream of time
The fallen leaves always return to their roots
Life is a grain
It will take root when it lands
The wind blows the dream of time
The fallen leaves always return to their roots
The fallen leaves always return to their roots
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