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Written on September 17, 2004, and categorized as Secret and Invisible.
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David Byrne has written some great songs. This is one of his simplest and most sentimental. This morning as I walked by the Thames, looking at the grey-brown water and the clouds arriving from the West, the lyric came to me. I don’t know where my home is anymore. Maybe this is the place, the whole damn city, and I am wrong to look for a specific bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and lounge. In my blues, I felt like a spoiled Westerner, sad in my surfeit of richness. Over to you, David.

This Must be the Place (Naive Melody)

Home is where I want to be

Pick me up and turn me round

I feel numb – born with a weak heart

I guess I must be having fun

The less we say about it the better

Make it up as we go along

Feet on the ground

Head in the sky

It’s ok I know nothing’s wrong . . nothing

Hi yo I got plenty of time

Hi yo you got light in your eyes

And you’re standing here beside me

I love the passing of time

Never for money

Always for love

Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight

Home – is where I want to be

But I guess I’m already there

I come home – she lifted up her wings

Guess that this must be the place

I can’t tell one from another

Did I find you, or you find me?

There was a time Before we were born

If someone asks, this where I’ll be . . . where I’ll be

Hi yo We drift in and out

Hi yo sing into my mouth

Out of all those kinds of people

You got a face with a view

I’m just an animal looking for a home

Share the same space for a minute or two

And you love me till my heart stops

Love me till I’m dead

Eyes that light up, eyes look through you

Cover up the blank spots

Hit me on the head Ah ooh

Ah, ooh. Now there’s an ending.

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