Us
We exist in a flurry of hotel rooms
We live on the internet
Flitting through thoughts
Making appearances in conversations with other people
Us
Are we real?
We are more a phenomenon
Than a physical entity
We are a rebellion, against probability
Us
We are rooted in different worlds
Will you show me yours?
I want to give you a place in mine
Come home, love
Come home
To this small studio on the terrace
In this soulless city
It's a safe place for us to love
For us to breathe
For us to be...
Us
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