I couldn't tell you why
And today I do not care
I am here on the other side
Of the wizards curtain
All the scary voices,
All of the intensity
Melted down like Oz's witches
I don't know why I traveled here
And I do not care today
All I can see in this moment
I'll miss you tin man, brave lion
Sweet scarecrow but I must go
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
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