My chest an open fist
A water color jelly fish
She leans into crashing waves
And blends into their maze
The further they carry her away
The more she wants to stray
I am far away from home
But I am closer to myself
I am far away from home
But I am closer to myself
For every kite to fly
There needs to be wind and sky
She dances while she climbs
But still firmly holds the line
With roots anchored in deep soil
She tames these endless coils
I am far away from home
But I am closer to myself
I am far away from home
But I am closer to myself
I will guide myself home
I will guide myself home
I will guide myself home
I am far away from home
But I am closer to myself
I am far away from home
But I am closer to myself
