I once thought that all homes were sacred

Holy land between god and foundation

But this house is hollow, too quiet and patient

I lost too much to learn to use my teeth

I won't forsake it

Have I ever been home?

Have I ever been home?

I once felt like I belonged to something

Now all I feel is that I've been succumbing

To the will of the cold in my skin

And the chill from deep within

Sometimes the things we've lost we see in ourselves

A broken vessel lashing out

I bite the hand that reaches down to help

I'm no guardian or friend

I once raced towards affection

The pride of attention but

I can feel the wild sinking in

I think I'm just a means to an end here

To make the pain resolve to purpose

But this hurt makes me unworthy of a home

I know we tried

But then he opened the door and said

"Go"