Home Of The Lame After Traveling
My shoes and coat are on the floor
My bags and suitcase by the door
There are souvenirs I brought and sand from when I walked one the beach
A cup of coffee, slice of bread
A distant world still in my head
Through the thoughts that keep spinning it's slowly sinking in:
I am home
I love everything around me, but I know:
I felt better somewhere else a week ago
Well, I know I should be glad for the bad things don't take long to follow after
But it's hard coming back and there's a world to see and people to meet out there
Rolls of film, notebooks of words - all things to proof that I was there
Through the thoughts that keep spinning it's slowly sinking in:
I am home
And I know I should be glad for the bad things don't take long to follow after
But it's all coming back and there's a world to see and places that you know you never get to know
