Every piece of all the earth
Is a piece of the place of my birth
Every black granite rock rising above the world
Every mountaintop cutting it's way up through the blue sky
Is the rock and stone that shadows my home
Every tuft of grass, every green field every meadow
Clad in early morning dew that glistens as the new sun rises
Is the green land where my home is
Every evergreen cloaked in snow on a winters night
Is below the same midnight blue sky and silent silver stars
As my home,
Every breath of air, every breeze that blows
Collecting the pieces of the earth as it goes
Carries a piece of my home in it.
And every salty drop of the sea that crashes on every grain on ever beach
Is the same sea that crashes upon the shores of my home.
And the same sun shines it's warmth upon me where ever I go.
And so wherever I go, I am home.