I just recently heard a song by the Moshav Band, "Misplaced," that brought tears to my eyes. You can listen to it on the band's website The Moshav Band
Here's the lyrics (more or less)
Listening to the song, I thought of my grandparents running from the Tsarist antisemites, my cousins (the one's who survived the Nazi slaughter) running from Europe, and my cousins running from their dhimmitude and persecution in Muslim lands. I thought of my ancient ancestors yearning for Jerusalem.
I have to admit that even in the wonderful U.S., I still feel misplaced and yearn for my homeland.
You know where.