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See the kites caught in the trees Memories See the loose ends of the strings Tangling Hear the sighs of those you know Who've let them go When the storm was blowing, so Hard to hold Stealing my anchor, chasing my heart Wind finds me, wind bribes me Let me be free to rise up and drift But hold on to what l'm tied to And bring me home And bring me home Emptiness is so profound On the ground Up in the air it leaves no trace There's so much space Stealing my anchor, chasing my heart Wind finds me, wind bribes me Let me be free to rise up and drift SongtexteBut hold on to what I'm tied to Cause if you let go, and the wind blows me Out of sight and out of mind The irony will be I'll spend my whole life looking for home (Dank an blocard für den Text) Aus Songtexte Mania