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letra de driving home - christopher livings

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i am driving home
to the place where i belong
postcards from friends
i hold them in my hand
roads go on for miles
they expand and they compress
until i reach that door
to the place where i belong

and i’m home
and i’ll stay
at least until
i have to go away
i feel like a sailor who shipped the seven seas
i was a sp-ceman in outer sp-ce
satellites and far far worlds
was it something that impressed you
something that i said
this is my name
this is who i am

and i’ll wait
until i’m home
at least until
i have to go away

i always thought that time was cruеl
but it’s indifferent
that those who play by thе rules
don’t always win in the end

and while we stumble the world is
looking away
while what we used to love
just fades away

driving home
driving home
driving home
driving home
a handwritten note
on an old envelope
to tell my future self
how i felt
never really home
always on the run
and i dreamed i would be free
and one day i would be

so i drive
until i’m home
at least until
i have to go away

something happens that i
just cannot explain
seems like the other cars are
coming my way

colors and shapes of the world
fall into place
peacefully drifting along
at least for today

driving home
driving home
driving home
driving home
driving home
driving home
driving home
driving home

- christopher livings

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