Home is where your heart is

And after a time, she became so sublime
She could look in peoples eyes and read their minds
Though her hands would sometimes bleed and occasionally
She would long for her past and the memories they bring

(Mary by Oingo Boingo)

full lyrics

photo by Tuğba Sevinç and Murat Turan

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