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ANNE
I wanna go home.
It feels childish to say
but I miss my Mom.
She was kind, but strict in her way
and I wanna go home
but for now I have to stay.
Just hold on, Mom.
I’m coming home.
I’ve got all two worlds to lose
I just want something to hold on to —
the storm is growing restless out my window.
Sometimes light needs something to pass through
for the colors to make a rainbow.
That’s what I am for my friends in the end.
And what I’d give to have the chance
to see them both again —
just hold on
I’m coming home.
I’m coming home!
Just you wait, I’m running
through the wailing storm and thunder
I’m on my way!
I’m running home!
To that spot past the horizon
with one eye open and on the sky
I’m on my way!
But if I go, what do I leave behind?
Will I ever see this swamp again?
I never knew it’d be this complicated.
Hey, Sash, are you there?
I dunno if you care, but
I don’t know what to do without you.
Hey, Mar-Mar, where are you?
Are you stuck in this weird, crazy place too?
I hope we’re all home soon.
And when we’re there
this’ll all be no big deal!
Just you wait —
we’ll wake up and it won’t be real.
It’s just me;
this can’t be real.
I’m coming home!
Just you wait, I’m running
through the wailing storm and thunder
I’m on my way!
I’m running home!
To that spot past the horizon
with one eye open and on the sky
I’m on my way!
Mom, Sash, Marcy —
just wait a little longer.
I’m on my way.