Koedal

I've been living alone, exiled in foreign land There's an empty throne, a reminder of statelessness Finding a common thread, in the fires of burning beds Trying to make a space, for a martyr with broken grace Living alone When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath Then this body becomes my own, submerge, salt water, I'm coming back Find roots somewhere Bind broken threads When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without There's a will and a way, to arrive there in the end If I lose my place, I'll bribe the ferryman When I listen to my bloodline calling I would hesitate to own it It's just complicated but I'll find a place to call home When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath Then this body becomes my own, submerge, salt water, I'm coming back Find roots somewhere Bind broken threads When I finally make it home and no longer breathing without breath At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin At last, a home, borders casting symmetry At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin At last, a home, holding on to long lost kin At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin I will find a way, I am coming back I'm coming back I will find another way I'm coming back At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin At last, a home, borders casting symmetry At last, no more, overthinking coloured skin