What do you do with the anger you feel?
What do you do with sadness so real?

I saw my home in the greater distance
A sight on the path of least resistance

What do you do when your home is always moving?
What do you do when you lose all your footing?

Together we walk the road we've never been
To find that hope on the far horizon

Hand in hand, walking toward the distant blue
I ask of this: let me come home to you.