in a foreign land
someone else's
stomping ground
learning about
a past
i've never known
walking
and filming up
memories
trying to forget
what you did to me
you and i
were like breaths
apart
exhaling the end
of each other's
sentences
all i could see
in a horizon of
blue
was me and you
and now i'm in
a land full
of unknown accents
trying so hard
to live
the easy life
not promising
a future
not feeling
a past
just walking
ahead
step by step
out of the darkness
and into
the unsure light
of home
(roll)
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