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He mentioned his mother was getting a hysterectomy With all of the awkwardness and antsiness I would've expected And understood absolutely completely Because I've never had a childhood home I've never even had a home At least not in a place but in people I have But if home is where you come from Then you're forever homeless From houses that can be sold To organs that can be removed None of us come from anywhere And everything is subject to change And terms and conditions And where I live The sky is too big. My mind is no home because I can lose it My body is no home because it can rot And people can laugh and question God all they want But the notion of home is the real ****** of the masses And where I live The sky is too big.
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Jul 10, 2012
Jul 10, 2012 at 5:43 AM UTC
Homeless
He mentioned his mother was getting a hysterectomy With all of the awkwardness and antsiness I would've expected And understood absolutely completely Because I've never had a childhood home I've never even had a home At least not in a place but in people I have But if home is where you come from Then you're forever homeless From houses that can be sold To organs that can be removed None of us come from anywhere And everything is subject to change And terms and conditions And where I live The sky is too big. My mind is no home because I can lose it My body is no home because it can rot And people can laugh and question God all they want But the notion of home is the real ****** of the masses And where I live The sky is too big.
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Jul 10, 2012
Jul 10, 2012 at 5:43 AM UTC
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