Song for Essaouira

 

now i move from him in the colour of grey

the colour of old televisions and war

like the trees we carved, while our hearts still starved

before the leaves turned red and prepared to fall

 

so i move in a town, the colour of white

the colour of salt and the colour of sea

and I search my faith, and I search myself

and this town is a mirror to me

 

as we sing, people pass by

smokes are burning, the sun is high

and I see no stranger, when you smile, when you smile

 

so i find myself, in the color of blue

as I carry my past far from its roots

and I breath the air, like it has not been there for so long

but now I feel I’ll make it through

 

and we play our hearts out, the colour of gold

don’t matter where we’re from, how we ended up here

it’s all natural, this place is a cure

for other homeless souls like me

 

as we sing, people pass by

smokes are burning, the sun is high

and I, I’m no stranger, I’m at home, when you smile