
"At my most beautiful,
I count your eyelashes secretly
with every one whisper I love you.
I let you sleep,
I know your closed eye watching me, listening.
I thought i saw a smile"
At my most beautiful - R.E.M.
Home... Hard to know what it is, if you never had one
Home... I can't say where it is, but I know I'm going
Home... That's where the HURT* is
Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind