They say home is where the heart is

What if home was broken?

This heavy heart sheds the load

The eye lends a helping hand

She sheds and floods the rivers of evidence

When this broken heart was stolen

You forgot to wipe your tears

Now remember to face your fears

For if it scares you the most

You and it are but one 

Yes, never look in the mirror 

Unless be prepared to meet God in his essence 

Look down, you stand in his presence 

Home is here and now

Home is you and I

I and I

And there is no place like home

Even the exiled soul looses it’s light only to return to the star

Destinies were chosen, destinies lost

That which was forgotten remain in the depths of it’s origins

Hidden in the deep valley of ancient kings

Deeper and deeper goes the rabbit hole

The deeper you go the closer to home

Home, is the feeling of grandma’s chest

Your place of rest when feeling sad

The gentle touch of her trembling hand

The warmth of her breath as she sang those sweet lullabies 

Home is solitude

Peace and love in abundance and magnitude 

Home, is where the heart is.