This is home
Now I'm finally
Where I belong
Where I belong
Yeah, this is home
I've been searching
For a place of my own
Now I've found it
Maybe this is home
Yeah, this is home
The sunset
I'm gonna call it home
Vivo na esperança de encontrar uma crónica minha,
A melhor de todas as escritas.
Frases deambulantes pelas mentes criticas de leitores atentos,
Presos na história narrada de algo mal passado.
E entre passos e flechas escrevê-la-ei.
O que saberei por fim,
Quando o melhor de mim prender,
De a narrar e abusar.
Arrisco-me a revê-la,
Por frases nunca lidas.
Arrisco palavras essas,
Nunca então mudadas.
Quando o tempo terminar,
Sairá voando até ao lar,
De dedicados devedores
Pelos momentos bem amados.
Se assim lhes agradar,
Saberão a quem retornar,
O seu esperado gosto
Pela vida de uma escritora.
27 de dezembro de 2010
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I've got my memories
Always
Inside of me
But I can't go back
Back to how it was
I believe you now
I've come too far
No I can't go back
Back to how it was
Created for a place
I've never known
This is home
Now I'm finally
Where I belong
Where I belong
Yeah, this is home
I've been searching
For a place of my own
Now I've found it
Maybe this is home
Yeah, this is home
Belief over misery
I've seen the enemy
And I won't go back
Back to how it was
And I got my heart
Set on
What happens next
I got my eyes wide
It's not over yet
We are miracles
And we're not alone
And now after all
My searching
After all my questions
I'm gonna call it home
I got a brand new mindset
I can finally see
The sunset
I'm gonna call it home
Now I know
Yeah, this is home
I've come too far
And I won't go back
Yeah, this is home
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