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^C#Streets full of people with trinkets to share ^A#mOffering them up for ^G#folks in despair ^C#Yandi and crystals and oils for growth ^A#mOf spirit and body and^G# mind as we go ^C#Emphasis placed on the body and mind ^A#mThe heart os often som^G#ewhere behind ^C#Strange ^{A#m G#}

^C#Tiny little bones of the innocent child ^A#mLookin up at me with th^G#e saddest of eyes ^C#Is her innocence in tact? or has it been stained? ^BbmHas the creature that feeds her^G# taken it away ^C#Strange ^{A#m G#} So^C# sad it's st^A#mrange ^G#

^F#I recognize my ^C#health ^F#Things I have been^C# dealt ^F#Places that I have^C# roamed ^G#Feelings I've had ^C#Things that I know

^C#Home^A#m.....^G#... ^C#my home^A#m....^G#.. ^C#Home^A#m.....^G#... ^C#my home^A#m....^G#.. ^C#Home^A#m.....^G#... ^C#I'm hom^A#me...^G#...

^C#Running through the bush and all of the trees ^A#mMoving in time with my ^G#capable speed ^C#Skippy ants claw at the edge of the bowl ^A#mOf the shell of an egg of ^G#bird long since gone ^C#Maybe it rose up to spread it's new wings ^A#mOr maybe it nourished a^G# stronger sibling ^C#Strange^{A#m G#}

^C#Places we roamed and people we meet ^A#mSome connections are strong ^G#and some of them are weak ^C#1 or 2 or 3 or 4 ^A#mOr maybe 5 or ^G#6 or more ^C#Strong as the roots of a big old gum tree ^A#mAnd we'll carry them through to ^G#the next life we see ^C#Strange^{A#m G#} So ^C#beautifully ^A#mstrange ^G#

^F#I recognize my ^C#health ^F#Things I have been^C# dealt ^F#Places that I have^C# roamed ^G#Feelings I've had ^C#Things that I know

^C#Home^A#m.....^G#... ^C#my home^A#m....^G#.. ^C#Home^A#m.....^G#... ^C#my home^A#m....^G#.. ^C#Home^A#m.....^G#... ^C#I'm hom^A#me...^G#... ^C#