Somehow the cool waters lapping at my feet seem warm and without feeling
The froth seems to lash out a hundred questions to me
Questions that cannot be answered, questions that cannot be asked aloud
Inter woven feelings in my heart voice out anonymous words
The river is in spate, yae, for all the world save me
No way am I going to move out from there, whatever they say
The one place in here that I call my own
The one place where my heart belongs to and rests in
Anchored safely at the banks is my life
Bittersweet memories forming ropes that chain me to this very place
All my life, all my life
Where else will I live if not here
Whatever happens shall not affect me anymore
For I have come all the way round
My life has traveled the full circle
And forever shall rest here, yea, my soul
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