By Original Work
Work %s that hammer,
We build the walls in the sun,
With home someday in our hearts,
And one more day.
Through fields of gold we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So build the walls and sing, friends,
With home someday filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.
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