Soft sound so soothing whisk her away
Far from the border, towards brighter days
The City is something that sits so deep in the back of her head while she’s asleep: “Find home, again”

I caught her running down by the stream
With all types of creatures she’d never see
In The City she left. With something that sits so deep in the back of her head while she’s asleep: “Find home, somewhere so far away” knowing you could not spend another day
In a City that slowly intoxicates with every breath that we would take. Found home, again