Luna

Where do you go when you’ve never felt at home Do you just reside inside your head Who do you see when you’re never more alone Holed up in a room full of friends Every lie that you told made you harder to hold Every promise was spoken in vain So you passed off the blame and you cursed all of their names And you fell just as hard as the rain So you’re standing in line just waiting for your time To seize the day and keep your torch a flame Passing by the hours turning soil into flowers Waiting for your critical acclaim Every thought runs its race etching lines upon your face Every day passes by in the cold You’re either standing in place or you’re leaving in disgrace Till they make you a wreath of marigolds (With all the years that pass the weeds grow over grass The soil's begging for the rain And as you turn away at the fading of the day The water's calling out your name) Every road that you roam lingers in your chromosomes So you say that you’ll stay one more day But you find that your home has receded into loam Everything that you’d loved gone away