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We will call this place our home
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The dirt in which our roots may grow
EmCG
Though the storms will push and pull
EmCG
We will call this place our home
GCG
We'll tell our stories on these walls
GCG
Every year, measure how tall
EmCG
And just like a work of art
EmCG
We'll tell our stories on these walls
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Let the years we're here be kind, be kind
CGEmG
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide
CGAmEm
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time
GDG
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine
GCG
A little broken, a little new
GCG
We are the impact and the glue
EmCG
Capable of more than we know
EmCG
We call this fixer upper home
GCG
With each year, our color fades
GCG
Slowly, our paint chips away
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But we will find the strength and the nerve it takes
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To repaint and repaint and repaint every day
CGEmD
Let the years we're here be kind, be kind
CGEmG
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide
CGAmEm
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time
GDG
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine
CGEmD
Let the years we're here be kind, be kind
CGEmG
Let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide
CGAmEm
Settle our bones like wood over time, over time
GDG
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine
GDG
Give us bread, give us salt, give us wine
GCG
Smaller than dust on this map
GCG
Lies the greatest thing we have
EmCG
The dirt in which our roots may grow
EmCG
And the right to call it home