a sweet new city
a sweaty new city
new streets to turn, to climb, to rush down
getting lost i want to cry
feeling found i sigh
and promise tomorrow i will travel straight home
but do i?
each day a new day, a new way
a new corner to turn
a feeling, somewhere i will find my place to stay
where i feel home
my own home, a new home
one which will remain
friends i meet never last
until they do.
few years past, realization comes
so quickly before i let them go,
until we meet again
and i know them just as i knew them before
they know me
home
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