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I Always Come Home to Me

Driving by or passing through
Impartial judges to be
Far place peerless journey
Go take me out there to see
To see the world a worthy sounding goal
There the human race
Fluffy white hot this bowl in my hands
Snaps me back into place

Mid air jump the darkness in the echoes
Thrill like no other
No dangerous flower to banish try
Home is a sister and brother
As tectonic plates wait in lunch lines
I get mine with rainbows
And faces of the opposite go their own way
Still my secret destination glows

The place where my heart is served all day
In hearty helpings I've known
Environmental waivers need not apply
In these pristine waters we've grown
Call me old fashioned I like hot and toasty
Yet exclusively on beaches and waves
Something canned here it's the cream of the crop
Sunshine served so many ways

Classic are these time honored ways
A true masterpiece of sorts
No prime time for me when I chime in
Find me out there in shorts
Home style local cooked soars again
In sunny old fashion spree
Ceaseless current blue water she knows
I always come home to me