though you may wander, remember where you came from, remember the beginning. look back from whence you came, look to the sky blue, and remember how the earth had once shook.
smoke fills your lungs and tobacco your veins, the smell of home is never far away. from London fog to steam and gas from trains, drift around, living and breathing always.
the world misses you mister sherlock holmes, come back to Baker Street, please come back home.