My Desired Home Is From Deep Within the Heart

My heart burns low My mind churns aglow My soul burns high My spirits fly and die My desire is so grief-stricken and beautiful My love’s fire burns on in my lonesome soul Home is life to the flesh of my bewildered bosom Alone is strife — guitar strings begin to strum Woeful and guilty of what lies ahead Strange things go through my head Dread hangs me with a lowly noose Instead, it leaves me with a bruise I am, I am, I am God’s long-lost lamb I am a broken dam Angrier than a ram I am, I am, I am His child, but lost in sham I am an unspoken word unheard of in this land of you-will-eventually-understand I am an absurd bird in the sand…I am a band without instruments — so out of hand I am stronger than I realize and I’m glad I made a stand To stay by your side, holding on to Your right hand