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You had to creep back into its doors
Into the midnights
In the wakes of the mornings
And all of its inbetweens
So you could smell the smells again
Feel the warmth
See what you saw
Know what you knew
Learn and make certain that
Home is where you want to be
That home is as good as you thought it always was
There are echoes within its walls