Our home,
Our home is being taken away,
Our home is slowly being taken away from us,
So where we should go next?
...........
And so I decided to let myself alone,
Sinkin\' and slowly dying.
And my shadows,
they\'re far from home,
they\'re scared of darkness.
We went back to a place and it looks familiar,
The war is almost come to an end and so far we\'ve created a lot of memories there,
Looking out of the window and going back to last September,
A lot of things and stories ; and they\'re nice to remember.
On the way back,
We\'re both looking at the sun,
It\'s there but soon it will disappear for a while.
My shadows will always feel scared of the darkness,
and I\'m afraid that soon I\'ll be the real definition of an emptiness.
Looking deeper into the ocean,
my hands touching my heart and I know my life dwelt in a circular motion,
sometimes I feel so confused,
maybe I\'ve been thinking too much lately,
or maybe,
I was busy chasing something that was not meant for me.
I was busy writing a story,
Creating memory after a memory,
Until I forgot to focus on the last chapter of my own story,
I\'m afraid that I won\'t have much time because I know sooner or later,
I will fly away and will never return.