Homesick
Ryan O’Neal
You spend your whole life
Just to remember the sound
When the world was brighter
Before we learned to dim it down
Call it survival
Call it the freedom of wills
Where breath is borrowed
Our compass needle stands still
Our resignation only comes on beaten paths
When the world was flat
We dreamt of it's edges
If love’s elastic
Then were we born to test it's reach?
Is it buried treasure
Or just a single puzzle piece?
It’s poison ivy
Beneath our brave and trusting feet
But all revelations come to us in recovery
Cry wolf, cry mercy cry the name of the one
You were raised to believe
Cry hard, cry yourself to sleep
Cry a storm of tears if it helps you breathe
If it helps you if it helps you breathe