Ben Murphy
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I Feel at Home in my Father's House
Benumentary 4.0
(The one-word, mid-west-emo-style intro is just after asking people to describe their thoughts on the 2024 euros)
I Feel At Home in my Father's House:
It's a quite smaller -
More quite - blue.
Not tonight,
Missed-calls-I-don't-answer.
More for a little.
Play me a tune.
You don't look at the moon while I speak
Cuz it's so quiet.
Not quite right still, hold my hand still,
Knocking at my window,
Silly.
New colours perfected,
Your new occupation.
I'm still at peace in my mother's arms.
New light.
Dawn sparks.
Stay still.
I'm yours.
Going nowhere, (take-me-away-to-a-church-so-I-can-say-something-different,)
When I('m) mean:
I feel at home in my Father's house.
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