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There are too many places
Which make the heart sing
The way through empty spaces
Just be blessed by everything
I don't care what you feel
And I don't care what you'll say
There are too many places
That I want to see
Someday I'll see
The holy places
In the strangest places
That of course we'll see
Shrines without faces
Hate saying I usual see
I don't care what you feel
And I don't care what you'll say
In the strangest places
My soul will be free
Someday I'll see
The holy places




