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"
