Home
Home is where I'm going, but never coming
Home is someplace I can't recall, but head for still.
Across the waste of water I search for her,
Dear blue land,
show your blessed curve
So tiny and only mine.
No, no, you can't go home, she says, the world,
where do you think you're going?
We're not done with you.
No, no, you can't go home, she says, the world,
where do you think you're going?
We're not done with you.
The world is never done with you.
The world wants her travelers to stay lost.
The world swats their eyes as they run through it,
She grasps at them, pulling and tugging,
She grasps at them.
No, no, you can't go home, she says, the world,
where do you think you're going?
We're not done with you.
No, no, you can't go home, she says, the world,
where do you think you're going?
We're not done with you.
The world is never done with you.
Not you.
Casa
Casa es a donde voy, pero nunca regreso
Casa es algún lugar que no puedo recordar, pero al que aún me dirijo.
A través del desperdicio de agua la busco a ella,
Querida tierra azul,
muéstrame tu curva bendita
Tan pequeña y solo mía.
No, no, no puedes ir a casa, dice, el mundo,
¿A dónde crees que vas?
No hemos terminado contigo.
No, no, no puedes ir a casa, dice, el mundo,
¿A dónde crees que vas?
No hemos terminado contigo.
El mundo nunca termina contigo.
El mundo quiere que sus viajeros se mantengan perdidos.
El mundo golpea sus ojos mientras corren a través de él,
Ella los agarra, tirando y jalando,
Ella los agarra.
No, no, no puedes ir a casa, dice, el mundo,
¿A dónde crees que vas?
No hemos terminado contigo.
No, no, no puedes ir a casa, dice, el mundo,
¿A dónde crees que vas?
No hemos terminado contigo.
El mundo nunca termina contigo.
No contigo.
Escrita por: Ellen McLaughlin