Building a house in a foreign land has an odd sway
Common fears are again in charge of finding a space
Frequent visits of tears usually try to lead the way
And invasive thoughts dislocate reality from it's place

Time struggles to find it's own dominium
Late nights and deep dreams start a delirium
I suddenly wake up and find equilibrium
Just to find a pattern that is written with my past idioms

Lessons and teachings slowly construct the idea of home
Little do I know about the beauty of it all
What once was a strange land to step on
Is now looking like something I did on my own