Nashville, Nashville, Nashville, Nashville, Nashville, Nashville, Nashville!
That's where I am right now. And it's glorious. And I shall never leave.
"What can I compare you to, a window the sun shines through?
Maybe the silver moon
A smile rising
The magic of the fading day
Satellites on parade
A toast to the plans we've made to live like kings."
What a happy place.
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