A lonely chord de Tsunami Bomb

I never thoutht it matter, never thought it mattered so much to me exactly where i put my feet. i was wrong. i drink a strong cup of coffee. a long time ago, i had a home. a corner where i could be alone. so goodbye my solid ground. i'm an engine, i won't break down. a lonely chord without a song, searching for an orchestration where i belong. where will i hang up my raincoat when this day is over? like a leaf without a tree, nothing to cover over me. i'm like a character from a story, i don't exist. i owe a lot to these kids who are (like) family. they've helped me out with their endless generosity.