Sojourner’s RANTS | Me to You
It’s not home here… where men sell their souls – where wrong is right.
We don’t belong, we’re foreigners here… singing a sojourner’s song.
This place ain’t home. We’ll be going someday, home to my own native land.
Sojourner’s RANTS | Me to You
It’s not home here… where men sell their souls – where wrong is right.
We don’t belong, we’re foreigners here… singing a sojourner’s song.
This place ain’t home. We’ll be going someday, home to my own native land.
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