Murakami

I've unpacked my baggage
Without my knowledge
I'm on the mend
I'm eating solids

This stranger thinks I'm familiar
And it's taken time to be convinced
That I remind them
Of someone they've seen since

I'm done writing my thoughts down
And twisting my wrist
To make sure there's still bone

There's an awareness of the states
That I fall into when I'm home

Routine, fading
Hygeine, waiting

Only now, can I recall
The words that you were saying
As I boarded the plane for my brother's wedding

You were looking for a softer place to land



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Christopher Conran
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