It don't feel like home
He's a little out
All these words alone
Is nothing like your poem
Putting in and putting in
Don't feel like methadone
A scratching voice all alone
It's nothing like your baritone
It's nothing as it seems
All that he needs, it's home
And all that he sees
Is nothing he believes, it's home
One uninviting chromosome
A blanket like the ozone
It's nothing as it seems
All that he needs is home
And all that he sees
Is nothing he can believe
Saving it for a sunny day
Something maybe, two tone
Anything of his own
Chip off the corner stone
Who's kidding? Rainy day
A one way ticket headstone
An occupation overthrown
A whisper through a megaphone
It's nothing as it seems
All that he needs, it's home
And all that he sees
Is something he can believe, it's home
And all you can free
A little bittersweet, it's home
It's nothing as it seems
The little that you see, it's home
