Medio Oriente
Caloncho
Middle East
Thinking I was ready to die
'Cause I didn’t understand a thing about living
The Moon was shining bright
In a personal crisis emerging
What luck to be at home
Your home still
What luck to be at home
Your home still
What madness that my reality today surpasses my fiction
What peace that you’re here sleeping on my mattress
I was tossing and turning in my sleep
And when dawn broke, I realized
I was surrounded by scorpions and snakes
In the desert, the Middle East, and a Brahmin
What luck to be at home
Your home still
What luck to be at home
Your home still
What madness that my reality today surpasses my fiction
What peace that you’re here sleeping on my mattress
What luck to be at home
Your home still
What luck to be at home
Your home still
