in exile

Thrice

I am an exile, a sojourner
A citizen of some other place
All Iââ?¬â?¢ve seen is just a glimmer in just a shadowy mirror
But I know one day weââ?¬â?¢ll see face to face

I am a nomad, a wanderer
I have nowhere to lay my head down
Thereââ?¬â?¢s no point in putting roots to deep when Iââ?¬â?¢m moving on
Not settling for this unsettling town

My heart is filled with songs of forever
A city that endures, where all is made new
And no I donââ?¬â?¢t belong here
Iââ?¬â?¢ll never call this place my home
Iââ?¬â?¢m just passing through

I am a pilgrim, a voyager
I wonââ?¬â?¢t rest until my lips touch the shore
Of the land that Iââ?¬â?¢ve been longing for as long as Iââ?¬â?¢ve lived
Where thereââ?¬â?¢ll be no pain or tears anymore

(ColaboraÃ?§Ã?£o: fotolog.com/sobrethi)