Coming Home

Been down this road before
Dead ends at another locked door
Can't ever tell if its the same one as before
Although it probably is I'm pretty sure

So I'm not going to stay again
This time I'm saying when
I'm turning away again
and this time, oh this time
I'm moving on

I'm great at leaving behind
Everyone and everything I find
No one gets close no, no one gets close
Because secretly I hope

I won't stay again

so imagine my surprise
that after my fall you’d help me rise
create me new again
restore my soul again
receive the prodigal again
and this time oh this time

I’m coming home

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That's just what translation is, I think. That's all speaking is. Listening to the other and trying to see past your own biases to glimpse what they're trying to say. Showing yourself to the world, and hoping someone else understands.
— Ramy (Babel by R. F. Kuang)