The Maple Street Project: Music & Lyrics

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I have been a stranger here
This place is now my home
But the place that I once came from
I remember when I'm alone

Generations have come and gone
To this country they once came
The plains and the mountains crossed until
The settlers made it all their own

CH: We came from many foreign lands
Looking for the streets of gold
So many just found shifting sands
Even the desperate hands can't hold

We picked up our things and we carried them
Sometimes in the dead of night
Heavy hand, cruel words and unjust deeds
We left them far from sight

We cannot forget them
We cannot forget our homes
We can't ever forget the places
Or the countries we once came from

Everything becomes perfect
Every memory is just so fine
Everything remembered
Is tempered by the sands of time

I was once a stranger here
This place is now my home
And the country that I once came from
I remember when I'm alone