Lyrics

There are no sheets on my bed
All my pictures came down
Lying next to my name
Face up on the ground
And I step over the pieces
Of the person I've been
Crawling out of the creases
Standing next to my skin
And I have yet to begin.
A man and a woman sit crying in the park
Each of them sharing their souls in the dark
Will he ever be happy?
Will she ever be strong?
Is there anyone out there still singing their song?

Singing
This is not my home
I have finally grown outside all these walls and these
doors now
And life may be unknown
But this is not my home.

So I sat down beside them said "listen my friends,
This world is beginning just as it ends
And if you're looking for answers,
They're already found
They're callin out to you, they're just not making a
sound
But they're singing

This is not my home
I have finally grown outside all these walls and these
doors now
And life may be unknown
But this is not my home.

And if you're looking for light
You have to risk burning
And if you're looking for sight
You have to risk learning
And if you're looking for love
You have to risk choosing
And if you're looking for strength
You have to risk losing.
And even using can be confusing

That's why..

There are no sheets on my bed
All my pictures came down
Lying next to my name
Face up on the ground
And I step over the pieces
Of the person I've been
Crawling out of the creases
Standing next to my skin

And this is not my home
I have finally grown outside all these walls and these
doors now
And life may be unknown
But this is not my home.