Home can be anywhere i guess,
North, East, South or West
I’ve seen a few places these past few months
None of them fit like my old set of shoes…
Home is where the heart is,
Or at least that’s what we’re all told.
All these clichés and sayings,
are turning grey and getting old
Time will take me back there.
So long as I follow my head,
signs will lead me home again
and lead me back to bed.
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