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But here I feel like I belong"
The painted buntings blue and green
And all the purple gallinules
They carry sorrows on their wings
And hopes inside

Don't let them take it away, it's painted here and here it should stay
It's more than just a few bricks in the wall, An Banksy gave it to us all

father's dancing in his old and worn out shoes
There's bunting on your wooden door, the wise men are all here
Bearing the gifts that your father told them