It's been a long way North,
Time now to lay our burdens down,
To shake the dust from our shoes,
Melt the snow from our coats,
And lift our eyes to the stars.
This is safety and this is home.
It's a harbor for our ship and a peak for our nest.
This is where we rest, where we can dream free from fear.
Through storms and tides, endless deserts and dark forests;
Our journey has swept us along all the while leading us here.
Because fallible people cannot speak fitting words for whats before us.
Down below, amber lights fill the houses as dusk fills the sky,
Marked by the sun's farewell trip beyond the mountains.
Our last walked mile brings us closer to the sounds of home.
This is how it ends and begins,
Without our burdens and with our homes.
Our books, our chairs, our beds; all in order.
We met our neighbors along the way; others who made the trip to here.
Broken and unbent, we were the journey and now the we are the home.
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