Painting Pictures of Egypt

 

I don’t want to leave here, I don’t want to stay

It feels like pinching to me, either way

And the places I long for the most

are the places where I’ve been —

they are calling out to me like a long lost friend

 

It’s not about losing faith, it’s not about trust

It’s about comfortable when you move so much

The place I was wasn’t perfect

but I had found a way to live,

and it wasn’t milk or honey but then neither is this

 

Chorus:

I’ve painting pictures of Egypt

Leaving what it lacks

The future feels so hard and I want to go back

But the places that used to fit me

Cannot hold the things I’ve learned

Those roads were closed off to me

while my back was turned

 

The past is intangible; I know it by heart

Familiar things are never easy to discard

And I was dying for some freedom

But now I hesitate to go

I am caught between the promise and the things I know

 

Back to Chorus

 

If it comes too quick I may not appreciate it

Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?

It it comes to quick I may not recognize it

Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?

 

## This song is dedicated to bunch of inspirational people who I met in Changsha. 

and also to those who live in the purpose of life, let me say this:

it’s not about where you want to be, but it’s about where you have to be…