I spent some time to examine the stages

But I couldn't stand the thought of it

Anything other than the first couple pages

I just couldn't, couldn't dig it, dig it

Someone once told me when looking for answers

Don't look in corners just in the spaces



Keep it simple, keep up hope

Sixteen was hopeful

Not enough time here

To be bidding it goodbye



This is my home

This is my home

This is my home

This is my home



The light from behind me is spotted and shapeless

And yeah, that fits me fine

What's stuck in their faces looks dark for the future

Well I can't find my footing if I can't see down

The further along the closer you are

To finding if the dreams are real



Yeah, and when they aren't

When they aren't what you do then

I'm not tired of it

So I think I'll stay



This is my home

This is my home

This is my home

This is my



My worry grows

My will, it moans

My spirits aged

My youth replaced by longing



My pulse it slows

My heart is stone

My drive is curbed

Not another word about being grateful