The New Jerusalem in our minds, ruled by Christ, is awesome. Why you think it's called the Holy 'city'? Our thoughts are the people and cars that roam the city.
Roam if you want to. Roam around the world. Roam if you want to. Without wings. Without wheels.
Oh, but I'll take my time anywhere. Free to speak my mind anywhere. And I'll redefine anywhere. Anywhere I roam. Where I lay my head is home, yeah.
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