The Sanctuary - Counterparts

We are now rooted in the ground

That we were born into

And this is where we come from

Where we will remain

This place may have its flaws

But I can always call the pavement

We now stand upon «my home»

This is our home

Through the areas of wealth and poverty

I appreciate every inch of our city

And I don’t know if I could ever leave

Our sanctuary

Our stomping ground

Our territory

Our fucking home

Love where you come from

This is your home

This is my home