In faraway lands, I wander free,
A stranger here, a beggar by sea.
But in my dreams, a haunting refrain,
Echoes of a home I cannot gain.

The shores I see, the skies I gaze,
Can never quench the ache I phase,
Of what is lost, of what was mine,
Now but a wistful, fading sign.

Yet in my dreams, a haunting refrain,
Echoes of a home I cannot gain.
Flavours of a childhood lost to time,
A mother's touch, a father's rhyme.

So I'll roam on, through the dark and dead,
My spirit yearning for a home to head.
Though distant lands may be my reign,
It echoes of a home I cannot gain.

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Explanation:

This says about what we all feel within, a missing a home.

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