[khg] a holiday for a home

everything in this place is wrong
everything is in the wrong place
out of control and out of sorts
out of time out of money out of space
the rewards dont match the effort
so you fidget and bounce on your mark
trying to get those home fires burning
as soon as you find the right spark


you tell every one that all you want is
a place to live
a place to sing
a place to be happy
a place to be alone
a place for friends
a place with out burden
a place to settle down
a place to call home

as soon as the wind change youre gone
no set destination just not coming back
maybe today maybe who knows when
when the cold is blowing through the crack
the way these people stare at you
listening to you explain that no one cares
and the brokenhearted love songs
as you peddle your sadness and wares

you tell every one that all you want is
a place to live
a place to hear the children sing
a place to be happy
a place to never be alone
a place for friends
a place with private burdens
a place to settle down
a place to call when you are away home

looking for this thing you call a home
where time doesnt change a thing
but you will watch as time changes the dream
and the meanings of all those songs you sing
that overwhelming feeling of boredom
will turn into the relief of a quiet comfortable bed
that desire to be the king of the night
will turn into making sure the mail gets read

every one knows that all you want is
a place you can feel at home
a place to bed down
a place to fight your burdens
a place where everyone is a friend
a place where you never feel alone
a place you can feel content
a place where the angels sing
a place to die with a smile