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Blanche Ellis

Blanche Ellis is a musical artist known for her soulful and captivating vocal performances. She often incorporates elements of R&B, pop, and electronic music into her sound, creating a unique and contemporary style. With her emotive lyrics and powerful voice, Blanche Ellis has gained a dedicated following for her heartfelt and mesmerizing music. more »

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Home is the hand into which we curl our fist
Home, the body against which ours perfectly fits
Home, the way the heartbeat synchronises
And how the centre of our gravity gently shifts to become
Mutual, something between two
Bodies who accompany one another through
This world
I want you near and far
I want you wherever you are
I want you in silence
I want you in sound
I want you when you're high
I want you when you're down
I want to play, seriously
At this game that we are playing
Of being you, and being me
And now they're holding at the gate
And the plane is late
It's only two pm
But it feels like seven which is great
For these few hours of flight
Will be what I take for night
And what I take for my sleep
Look at that poor babe in arms
already wailing
No idea of what awaits him
No idea of time nor space
But at least
Pressed to his mothers breast
In a darkened place
All circumstances are the same
Surely this is what we know
This is what me mean by
Home and safe
And do we not learn this first
Do we not learn this first? That
Home is the hand into which we curl our fist,
Home, the body against which ours perfectly fits
Home, the way the heartbeat synchronises
And how the centre of our gravity gently shifts to become
Mutual, something between two
Bodies who accompany one another through
This world
With wet stone and salt water
Penitence and paint
With breaths first drawn on foreign soil
I have built this house of clay
These restless feet
They never set well into concrete
The faster they run
The less they feel
The running, it tears the roots to pieces
To settle them took many years
To calm that gate, hush that hurry
Turn escape into homecoming
Find out how and where I want to be
And when I go it will be gone
These are not lands carved by generations
It's is a tender garden and it needs tending
If I'm to ever feel that I'm not only renting
You see
I have no soil of my own
I have no soil of my own
I have no soil of my own
I have no soil of my own
No native land, no mother tongue
Self-exile is in my bones
Exile itself a thing I own
I worked hard to make a home
And learn to share what I had made my own
Now you go half the world away
To the kind of place that I escaped
How can I choose between
Your beating heart and a life slow crafted
I'd hung my ambitions from the rafters
Said, I'm done with all that pushing, fighting, shoving
I want a life of quiet loving
I want you near and far
I want you wherever you are
I want you in silence
I want you in sound
I want you when I'm high
I want you when I'm down
I want you with my coffee
I want you with my tea
I want you when we're dancing
And with a book in the evening reading
I want you when I'm worried
I want you when I'm free
I want you when times are tough
And when they're easy and in-between
I want to play, seriously
At the idea that home might be
Where our bodies meet

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