Blogocentric Formulations

This Must Be The Place

"Resurrection Jukebox"  | Day 2

"This Must Be The Place"
by The Talking Heads (1975-1991, 1996-2002)

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Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - born with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's OK, I know nothing's wrong... nothing

Hi yo
I got plenty of time
Hi yo
You got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up and say goodnight... say good night

Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home - she lifted up her wings
I guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from another
Did I find you, or you find me?
There was a time
Before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I'll be... where I'll be

Hi yo
We drift in and out
Hi yo
Sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home and
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head
Ah ooh

Home

I feel numb,
the less we say the better

We go along, head wrong

Standing here beside me,
passing time

Home

I'm already there,
this must be the place

I can't tell,
we drift in and out

I'm just looking for a home,
the same space for a minute or two

Cover up the blank spots