Home is where the Heart is. Life is the mission, Purpose is the meaning, Crazy is how it seems, And usually is, And is supposed to be. Home is where the heart is, It is the people who know my heart And watched me change. The Road is where my mind is, Where strangers roam And questions live to be explored. The World is a dark and cruel place With the Knowledge of Life. Home is safe, The Road is unpredictable And out of control. The World is everything outside of Home. Drifters wander roads In and out of programmed time Looking for Home And finding it in their Hearts, Where they place the pieces Of the World that they pick up on their way The Road leads Home And Home is where the Heart is.
