Where the skies are so blue.
Sweet Home Alabama.
Lord, I'm coming home to you.
I write this as I come home. It's been a long trip. The 'somewhere' I went, people, was to Kuwait and to home; I couldn't tell you. In case, y'know, someone leaked to the insurgency and we got bombed or something like that. That was my 'mission'. Come home. The secret's
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