The lyrics of hometown resembles a delicate flute
that plays a tune on every moon-lit night
The view of hometown bears a veil of melancholiness
like the parting at a foggy port
after which
nostalgia ceases to age
like a tree without growth rings
The lyrics of hometown resembles a delicate flute
that plays a tune on every moon-lit night
The view of hometown bears a veil of melancholiness
like the parting at a foggy port
after which
nostalgia ceases to age
like a tree without growth rings