Home has been so many roads
That I walk down in my sleeping
Here with you I'm home at last
But it's not home for my keeping
You won't miss me when I'm gone
This isn't my place
And my loves are few and don't belong
To any one lover's face
So don't ask me where I'll go
If you do I will lie to you
But I'll tell you of the place that is never my home
Where I've lived all my life
Where I sing
A wishwanderer's song
-Vashti Bunyan, Wishwander's Song
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