Rent was due,
I could not afford it,
maybe it was my luck,
but then they chose to sue,
I had to evacuate,
but had no other place,
those four walls are no longer,
there is no such thing as home,
so once again I'm stuck,
I'm supposed to stay strong,
but every day is difficult,
like this is my last song.
Time keeps running,
and my pocket is getting empty,
I want to find a place,
but it is not safe.
I'm hiding in those shadows,
the shadows of my mistakes,
I wish I could erase them,
but I cannot fake--
--but the hope never dies,
and neither do I.
Home is not a place,
home is the people that make it.
I find this beacon of hope,
a small yet bright light,
the safe place I was seeking,
home is awaiting,
to make me alive.
I could not afford it,
maybe it was my luck,
but then they chose to sue,
I had to evacuate,
but had no other place,
those four walls are no longer,
there is no such thing as home,
so once again I'm stuck,
I'm supposed to stay strong,
but every day is difficult,
like this is my last song.
Time keeps running,
and my pocket is getting empty,
I want to find a place,
but it is not safe.
I'm hiding in those shadows,
the shadows of my mistakes,
I wish I could erase them,
but I cannot fake--
--but the hope never dies,
and neither do I.
Home is not a place,
home is the people that make it.
I find this beacon of hope,
a small yet bright light,
the safe place I was seeking,
home is awaiting,
to make me alive.
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