8 Days a Week - A lovely original song, if I do say so myself, by me, Sean Kua

I wrote this about a week ago, it's very brand new. I'll post a more updated version in the future.
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8 days a week I sleep in a new bed. Some sheets are soft, some seats are hard.
8 days a week I step into new rooms, bulbs flash off and it's hard to find my way back down where I'm used to. On the ground - where I came from.

8 days a week I'm passed between people. Into their cars, into their airplanes. I have trouble keeping track of those I love and those I stopped loving. One hour a day I reach for my wallet that contains a photo of a window from my apartment. When I get to my new room of the day I stick it on the wall to remind me of home.

8 days a week and I've lost track of people, lost track of days, of books & of boys. If I could give a bed to every desperate child in my mother's homeland and all across her borders my country's sister & father & mother would stop killing for oil and jewels.

© Sean Kua 2011

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[DrunkenRussian17]

reminiscent of "straight"

I like it

[thomaskua]

@DrunkenRussian17 Thanks!

[IdiotsFlesh]

This is still my favourite song of yours

[DawnlessSkys]

Oh, that was beautiful. Simply lovely.