When I'm alone, far away, home is me

I write this to you from my airplane seat

Everything I own in the cargo hold

For tonight, it’s my home: I rest my feet

I’ll journey into the future, behold

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Three flights, one train, a taxi and a code

From America with love, left behind

Soon I will find my new Spanish abode

A new job, a new love, my life defined

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For the future isn’t yet written of

But I do, furiously in the night

It is the home within myself I love

My pen and I, my mind, we create flight

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I’ve lived many a place, the dreams I see

When I’m alone, far away, home is me