Just because I was born here
Doesn't make this place my home
It's not the wildness that I fear
But all the familiar, pushing me down
All those routines, so well known
Under a sky constantly grey
With expectations in which I drown
All I need is to get away
Since
My heart doesn't belong
In a cage, even if it's gold
My heart does belong
on the road, even if it's bold
So together, we head towards the sun
Just my heart and me
No one will miss us when we are gone
On our own and free
The journey would go on and on
Over mountains, to the sea
To a place behind the horizon
Where people speak in a different tongue
Where music fills the air
Where flowers grow into the streets
and humans still do care
But
As beautiful as this does seem
As much as I'd want to run away
I know this is just a dream
I know that I have to stay
I know I belong to the grey
In which I was born
So I remain at 'home'
And my heart remains torn.

A/N team I'd rather be in Rome instead...Italy broke my heart to be honest.
Stay human and run away,
Sero 💙✌