¿Home?

Tantas cosas que contar y la neta pocas ganas de hacerlo. So, calladita me veo más bonita.

Ahí namás les dejo lo último que no he podido dejar de tararear:

Here is a song from the wrong side of town
Where Im bound to the ground by the loneliest
sound
And it pounds from within and is pinning me
down

Here is a page from the emptiest stage
A cage or the heaviest cross ever made
A gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid

And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally Ive found that I belong here

The heat and the sickliest sweet smelling sheets
That cling to the backs of my knees and my feet
Well Im drowning in time to a desperate beat

And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally Ive found that I belong

Feels like home
I should have known
From my first breath

God send the only true friend I call mine
Pretend that Ill make amends the next time
Befriend the glorious end of the line

And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally Ive found that I belong here

By Mr. Martin Lee Gore