We want to be ourselves and fight.
Yet victory belongs to no one.
We all get lost in the game of time.
For becoming somebody else you
choose to do something different.
Yet you end up what you were.
A kingdom you stay is fresh and new,
Singing no old song to homesick souls.
When a man learns peace is truth
he is far from where he was born.
Take a boat in dream, to the green road
where we were once tired of, and
where now we miss so much more.
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