Sunday, January 24, 2010

Home I





Where the doors are moaning all day long,
Where the stairs are leaning dusk till dawn,


Where the windows are breathing in the light,
Where the rooms are a collection of our lives,


This is a place where I don't feel alone,
This is a place that I call my home...
(Cinematic Orchestra - That Home)





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I swear if this song was what I hear first thing when I woke up this morning, I'd cry.


Dreams can feel so real.




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(credits to ariadnezenit @ deviantART)

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