Cover me up
Carry me home.
Show me the road as it lay
The bits of gravel as they were
And the dust that is now.
Colour me up
Carry me home.
Are the buildings just as they were?
Colour and grace and madness
And strength and gusto
Enveloped in magic,all from afar
Or has the glow ceased to be
No more pixie dust
No more chiseled strong stone...
Build me up
Please carry me home.
To the softness and safety of the rugged corners
To the warmth of my cold floor
To the dampness and suffocating happiness of the love around me
Cover me up
And carry me home
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