This story repeats from the beginning...

Home is a place for rest

For finding where you are

Which has left

Repeating back to the beginning

Finding your child

And asking where you have gone?

Everyone I have known

I lose track what they say

I am walking away

I think I know you

But when I ask how you know me

I realize how little

I am

And what few thoughts

I know

 I am mute 

Watch me drive these streets

Watch me

And take it in

And know this is what I am 

I feel the ground

In its sandy burn

Finding Mother nature

Take me along on this journey

You want for me what you don't want for me

And I know that

And I'm ok

And so are you

And I love you