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Home inside Headphones
Big sounds are following me,
deep melodies swallowing me,
releasing me,
making me realize,
home is where the headphones are.
I am an actor,
this world is my set,
when i get comfortable,
I will gain respect.
I can't run from reality,
don't doubt that i tried,
but now i find the last frontier,
is hidden behind my hazy eyes,
its crazy I don't know what lies inside,
This home of mine,
I've grown and will die,
but i hope I may understand,
this soul within my body,
music seems to be a remedy,
Dancing
Singing,
Writing,
to a beat,
releasing me
making me realize,
home is where the headphones are.
deep melodies swallowing me,
releasing me,
making me realize,
home is where the headphones are.
I am an actor,
this world is my set,
when i get comfortable,
I will gain respect.
I can't run from reality,
don't doubt that i tried,
but now i find the last frontier,
is hidden behind my hazy eyes,
its crazy I don't know what lies inside,
This home of mine,
I've grown and will die,
but i hope I may understand,
this soul within my body,
music seems to be a remedy,
Dancing
Singing,
Writing,
to a beat,
releasing me
making me realize,
home is where the headphones are.
Published 12th Jan 2017
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12th Jan 2017 5:07am
Brad, loved this, very relatable...live in my Kraken Pros. Thank you, LadyRain :)
12th Jan 2017 5:35am
12th Jan 2017 2:17pm
Poetry is the music of the soul...and I'm loving your melody! :)
Willow
Willow
16th Jan 2017 8:06am
