October 6, 2012
My home, my Philadelphia
Where the birds may fly
High up past the old town streets
Into the painted sky

My love, my Philadelphia
You never dismiss my choice
Every man can be the wise
He lives for the flyers voice

My this, my Philadelphia
Let not us see you cry
Brothers stand strong against the odds,
support the ones who fly

My broken, my philadelphia
Weep not for those unknown
Lean together and stand forever
Our strength to bring them home

My home, my Philadelphia
True, nothing is without end,
But love and grasp and hold on tight
Until I fly back again.

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