We’re sitting on your floor
In the spot where your Grandmother was born
There’s a lot of History in these four walls
I smile at the smell of Autumn
Take one last breath of your home
Pack the last of your belongings and stand silent for a moment
I was always told home is where the heart is
So what happens when all you feel is homesick?
I met you at the crematorium
You buried your friend the veteran
We all whisper ‘I’m sorry for your loss’
I guess nowadays you hear that a lot
The way you talk to your old friends
Find out you have nothing in common
Waiting for a turn to talk
Waiting for the words to come
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