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"With you these streets are heaven
Now home feels so foreign
They told me I was mistaken, infatuated
That I was afraid to trust my hunches
Now I am ready
Daddy don't be mad that I'm leaving
Please let me worry about me
Mama don't you worry about me
This is my story
Through mountains high and valleys low
The ocean, through the desert, snow
We'll say goodbye to the friends we know
This is our Exodus '04
Through traffic jams in Tokyo
New music on the radio
We'll say goodbye to the world we know
This is our Exodus '04
Landscapes keep changing
History teaches something
I know I could be mistaken, but my heart has spoken
I cannot redirect my feelings
The waves have parted"
Brittnai and I have decided to go to SPSCC and move to Oly in a year. After I get all my credits as a full time student, I can be a flight attendant someday.
Which languages should I study?
I remember a warm tropic wind play a song on the clay bells every morning. Exotic birds would chime in waking me up for another day. Childhood was a beautiful adventure. I'd come home from school, unwarned downpour when the sun was shining. Playing on the tree swing my father made for me, bamboo forests and dangerous animals. But we were never afraid.
Today I watch the snow fall in a distant world. I would never have imagined I'd be here. Now that seems foreign and forgotten. But on a summer's day when the sun appears glimmering through the trees and forest, I can remember a tropical warm breeze.
This is not a time for reminiscing this is something new and interesting.
Now home feels so foreign
They told me I was mistaken, infatuated
That I was afraid to trust my hunches
Now I am ready
Daddy don't be mad that I'm leaving
Please let me worry about me
Mama don't you worry about me
This is my story
Through mountains high and valleys low
The ocean, through the desert, snow
We'll say goodbye to the friends we know
This is our Exodus '04
Through traffic jams in Tokyo
New music on the radio
We'll say goodbye to the world we know
This is our Exodus '04
Landscapes keep changing
History teaches something
I know I could be mistaken, but my heart has spoken
I cannot redirect my feelings
The waves have parted"
Brittnai and I have decided to go to SPSCC and move to Oly in a year. After I get all my credits as a full time student, I can be a flight attendant someday.
Which languages should I study?
I remember a warm tropic wind play a song on the clay bells every morning. Exotic birds would chime in waking me up for another day. Childhood was a beautiful adventure. I'd come home from school, unwarned downpour when the sun was shining. Playing on the tree swing my father made for me, bamboo forests and dangerous animals. But we were never afraid.
Today I watch the snow fall in a distant world. I would never have imagined I'd be here. Now that seems foreign and forgotten. But on a summer's day when the sun appears glimmering through the trees and forest, I can remember a tropical warm breeze.
This is not a time for reminiscing this is something new and interesting.