Take me someplace
We know;
A memory,
A thought,
A faded photograph.

Somewhere to
Call home.

Give me my wings
Back
And set me free
Let me run,
Let me swim,
Let me fly,
And i will
Fly.
Fly us out of here.

This crooked path
Twists and burns,
Snaking into our
Lungs and hearts.

We have
Nowhere to
Go.
No place
To call
Home.