A Home Too Far

Here again, we are hopefully looking for a route Leading to a place believed to be our root A place where we were free before taken to be slaves All we hope was to be free from their oppressive sleeves Searching the earth to find our home, was the only hope We knew, though we were at the verge of discovering our home But the clues were very hard and dark to see us through Lighting candles in the forest to see a real path to the home That we cherish , was the only skill we have to get us through The woods, yet still it was way too hard and dark to get us home Letting go, was not an answer, but reaching our goal was better And it was the only the only thing that matters