Embrace of Home

Embrace of Home The paradox of life The irony of home There In front of your eyes Then you're alone Now you see the world in a different light Your eye’s lenses replaced Your mind’s thoughts reversed Through the gray storm you see The face of winter The face of your brother Lost to the wind How nice it would be You think to yourself As the rain steals days last warmth To see an orange glow in this gray, dark world As an open door is an open heart And mine was stolen Stolen by the very people who promised a path of change They only offered a path of lies How nice it would be You think to yourself To have a Home Home A place of joy Home a place of safety Home A place to embrace