This World is Not My Home
This world is not my home,
I'm just a-passin through.
I sometimes wonder if
You have that feeling too,
And you and you and you,
Him and her and them,
Whole nations, continents,
The entire race of men;
And if, on that other shore,
It's elbow-to-elbow bliss,
Will you and you and you—like me—
Wish you were back in this?
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