Home It’s a big city and the lights never go out. The sounds never stop, we don’t sleep. It’s many miles away from home and we wanted to go; For something more. But this. This is home. Our world is small and our wants are simple. At night we lie on the roads and listen to the silence; Listen to each other breathing. The stars come out to play, the stars always twinkle here. Here, here is home. Nothing ever changes, all your wants, all your loves Return to where we came from. People come and people go Fathers and mothers grow old I grow up And I want a place to call home. A place where the stars will always shine for us Somewhere quiet enough to hear us breathing Some place for us to call home.

Are we never jaded By city #life By love By believing By ambition Are we never satisfied Living the city #life Living with love Living with belief Living the ambition The city doesn’t define you, you define the city Love doesn’t run dry, you run dry Some have the belief, some cannot find the belief Few harness the ambition, many only dream. So sorry to disappoint.

It’s not broken. It’s not ugly. It’s not perfect. It’s not pixelated. I don’t see the flaw. I’m not stubborn. It’s not denial. Some things are just beautiful like that.

The real glue that holds things together is sincerity, sensitivity and mutual understanding.