Went back "home" for a couple of nights and a few hours... Home? I thought it could be here, my home? Can I choose still? Or are these new customs officers posted at the train's arrival at St Pancras a bad omen?
I say you create your own world.
I'm the last offspring of generations of nomads. I'm not going to let anyone tell me that should change.
Home is where the heart is. England is the home of so many sounds, a crossroad. That's why I love it... For the rest, tomorrow is another day and I still wear this little heart on my sleeve with hope and joy.
To the worst, I'll still have the music.
Nitin Sawhney - 'Homelands'
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