Calling
I've been feeling quite reminiscent as of late
All of these old feelings keep coming to me
But new ones come, too
There's a place that's been calling to me
Calling
A whisper, but sometimes so loud it sounds of a battle cry
A battle cry to which I whisper, "I'll see you soon."
To feel familiar ground fly away from my feet
To feel foreign ground meet it
To feel the motion of the earth spinning beneath me
And a million different people pushing in a million different directions
To feel anonymous in a place full of anonymity
And yet, to feel so at home
So alive
In a place where I know I could never stay
But
Someday I'm going to go back there
To stand on that cobblestone
To watch the sun rise, tinting the early-morning fog a foudroyant shade of peach that bathes the city in a warm glow
To feel that familiarity
I'm going back, and my heart is soaring at such a simple thought
You asked me for one thing I can't live without
And I answer you with this;
There is a place that is the embodyment of my soul
A place where I will always be drawn to, like my eys to the stars
You asked me for one thing I can't live without
I cannot even dream of a world without London.