home (by deav)
Rio, Mai 2006
(just lyrics)

when it rains it’s good
cause they won’t go out in the street
so i’m not scared
but when it rains
curtains get sucked outside
and clothes take longer to dry

my body still hurts from the past
or hurts already for the new
forgotten history in a box
clutter in the second room

out of the cave
time changed by a change of space
hopefully not a cage
life changed by a change of pace

when it’s hot it’s bad
my feet get swollen, i can’t sleep
and i sweat
but when it’s hot
my hands don’t hurt when i play
and clothes are dry the next day

i bump into furniture misplaced
exchange the old for the new
forgotten cutlery in a box
clutter in the second room

riding the wave
time changed by a change of place
truthfully not of age
life changed by a touch of grace

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