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The Seattle Skyline at Half Past Three. It never meant that much to me. The Seattle Skyline at Six'till Four. I've never wanted so much more.
A Year Alone I chose to go To somewhere that was quite unknown Whole new ideas I had never heard Ways of thinking I thought were absurd And all my thoughts?
The pilot says We're landing in thirty minutes thirty minutes to prepare for a new land a new language new people. Should I be excited or scared? I left my friends, family,