Home Sweet Home Out in the working world mocking faces and judging frownsweigh me down like concrete balloons on my shouldersdraining my mind of hope,substituting it withempty worthlessness,and chipping away at my ever standing yet meager defenses. But, at Home, worries of failure lose valuein the ever familiar wind of calmnessenveloping the place claimed as my own.The cruel world, who thrivesoff unforgiving peopleis nothing to Sacred Home,soother of the tormented soul.As I breathe in her lovely musty scentpacifying memories of what’s really important,entertaining birthdays, happy gatherings, and loving goodbyes,help me finally understand Home Sweet Home.
Out in the working world
mocking faces and judging frownsweigh me down like concrete balloons on my shouldersdraining my mind of hope,substituting it withempty worthlessness,and chipping away at my ever standing yet meager defenses.
But, at Home, worries of failure lose valuein the ever familiar wind of calmnessenveloping the place claimed as my own.The cruel world, who thrivesoff unforgiving peopleis nothing to Sacred Home,soother of the tormented soul.As I breathe in her lovely musty scentpacifying memories of what’s really important,entertaining birthdays, happy gatherings, and loving goodbyes,help me finally understand Home Sweet Home.