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
