Finding Home

It’s when the time of the season is calling for change,

And all the answers your given are broken and strange.

You walk down your paths and your rusty roads,

And you’re looking for a place that nobody knows.

And people can’t hear when you speak your mind,

They all walk by ohh is anyone kind?

And those ancient celestial bodies above,

Keep us away and bring us towards love.

So choose your path and find your own home,

There is no reason left for anyone to feel alone.