A Lonely Chord - Tsunami Bomb

I never thought it matter,

never thought it mattered so much to me exactly where I put my feet.

I was wrong.

I drink a strong cup of coffee.

A long time ago, I had a home.

A corner where I could be alone.

So goodbye my solid ground.

I’m an engine, I won’t break down.

A lonely chord without a song, searching for an orchestration where I belong.

Where will I hang up my raincoat when this day is over?

Like a leaf without a tree,

nothing to cover over me.

I’m like a character from a story, I don’t exist.

I owe a lot to these kids who are like family.

They’ve helped me out with their endless generosity.