Soldier's Home

Saying I don't belong here is like saying the clouds in the sky Aren't arranged the way they're supposed to be Hearing I came back different and seeing my mother cry Is like watching all the stars in the sky collide But small-town life and its small-town convictions I knew them once but now I see no light in the darkness, no Christmas star No answer to our prayer, our prayer Small-town life and its small-town convictions I knew them once but now I see no place in His Kingdom, no Christmas star No answer to our prayer, our prayer