Woorden: Thrice. In Exile.

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I am in exile, a sojourner
A citizen of some other place
All I?ve seen is just a glimmer in a shadowy mirror
But I know, one day we?ll see face to face

I am a nomad, a wanderer
I have nowhere to lay my head down
There?s no point in putting roots too deep when I?m moving on
Not settling for this unsettling town

My heart is filled with songs of forever
The city that endures when all is made new
I know I don?t belong here, I?ll never
Call this place my home, I?m just passing through

I am a pilgrim, a voyager
I won?t rest until my lips touch the shore
Of the land that I?ve been longing for as long as I?ve lived
Where they?ll be no penalties anymore

My heart is filled with songs of forever
The city that endures when all is made new
I know I don?t belong here, I?ll never
Call this place my home, I?m just passing through

(Thanks to kyle31187 for these lyrics)