miércoles, 3 de noviembre de 2010

Not home.

Not home.
(Somewhere cold)

The walls will surrender now
as I give a one step out,
there’s no place to return,
it’s gone and I am too.

Such place called home
will never exist again,
it’s done for sure…
And I’ll carry on myself.

Cold home will never be a place
to lay down and take a rest,
all is lost and so I am,
all is done and won’t come back.

Memories surrender at the steps…
Saying goodbye to the place we left,
there’s nowhere else to go or to stay,
home, sweet home, I’ll never say again.

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