home is where the heart breaks
where your mind begins and ends the race
aren't you tired?
aren't you hungry?
come inside
let me see your beaming face
the one they would never trace
back home
safe is how it don't feel
over shoulders biting at your heels
aren't you low?
aren't you spent?
come inside
let me see your soiled face
the one they would never trace
back home
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