
UNEXPECTED EXILE
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- r&b
- contemporary r&b
- good artist
- pop
- piano
- late 2010s
- male vocalist
- vocal (secular and sacred)
- alternative singer/songwriter
- synth
About
by Pedro Santos
Lyrics
Verse 3
They handed me a map with no roads on it
A suitcase that I never got to pack
Said the border closed at seven in the evening
And there was no coming back
I learned the language of the waiting room
The humming of the halogen above
I learned that home is not a place you lose
It's a person you still love
Pre-Chorus
And I don't blame the sky
For turning on me
I just stand here asking why
Nobody warned me
Chorus
I'm in exile, unexpected
No decree, no letter sent, no crime I can confess
I'm in exile, unprotected
Wearing someone else's winter, learning someone else's streets
And every night I call your name into the phone
And every night it rings and rings and you're not home
I'm in exile, unexpected
But I'm still me
Post-Chorus
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Still me
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Verse 4
I found a church that doesn't ask for papers
I found a bar that doesn't ask for names
I found that mercy comes in quiet favors
From strangers who have felt the same
My mother's voice is crackling through the wire
She says, "Baby, you were always meant to roam"
But meant and wanting are two different fires
And one of them burns slow
Pre-Chorus
I don't curse the tide
That pulled me under
I just sit here asking why
I had to wonder
Chorus
I'm in exile, unexpected
No decree, no letter sent, no crime I can confess
I'm in exile, unprotected
Wearing someone else's winter, learning someone else's streets
And every night I call your name into the phone
And every night it rings and rings and you're not home
I'm in exile, unexpected
But I'm still me
Post-Chorus
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Still me
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Still me
Bridge
Maybe someday I'll stop counting days
Maybe someday this will feel like ground
Maybe someday I'll forgive the way
They never even made a sound
(They never made a sound)
I will build a life from what they left me
(Never made a sound)
I will make a home inside my chest, see
Guitar Solo
Verse 5
So I paint the walls a color I remember
And I hum a tune my father used to hum
And I set a second plate in late December
For the version of me that didn't run
I am not a guest here, I'm a witness
To a life that stitches itself back
Every scar is just a map of where I've been
And I'm not going back, no, I'm not going back
Chorus
I'm in exile, unexpected
No decree, no letter sent, no crime I can confess
I'm in exile, unprotected
Wearing someone else's winter, learning someone else's streets
And every night I call your name into the phone
And every night it rings and rings and you're not home
I'm in exile, unexpected
But I'm still me
Outro
Still me
(Still me)
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Still me
(Still me)
Wherever the wind decides to throw me
Wherever the river runs
I'll carry what they couldn't take
And I'll be someone's home again someday
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Still me
End
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