The soul is scarred, but hope remains
Let the smoke out while whimpering in the rain
And when you’re done,
go find this place
Old furniture suits your style
The walls will speak to you
Paint it with your favourite colors
Guide it with your gentle touch
Lie down now, its time to rest
Your past has disappeared on an unearthly quest
you can trust this piece of art
You can trust me now
Grab a blanket and sleep tight
Dream all your broken dreams
Let the darkest memories fade away
Scream them out the window
Sing your heart out,
Your soothing voice will be heard
A single word will reflect your life
and lift all of your fears
I know you’re scared; terrified
The walls of these rooms will set you apart
They will guide you through darkness
and through those vile nights, they’ll set you free
This is the place I don’t feel alone
This is the place..I feel at home
– Andrew Sabu
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