Home Is No Place for Me

Home is no place for me

But a person and a time

When laughter is a guest

And today is put away

~

It tells you that tomorrow

Comes after the tonight

And calls you into its arms

To lay down your worries

~

What stranger can there be

On the wine-warm kisses here?

Misery is not company

When love knocks upon itself

~

I have lived in many lands

And spoken other tongues

I have learned the price of home

Which numbers cannot tell

~

The birds weave the branches

And the bees sew up wax

But people raise their homes

From subtler stuff than these

~

Their trust is for the stone

Their love must be the door

Their time will bind a roof

That weathers the raging storm

~

And of these things I’ve grown rich

And built a palace that moves

It follows me in clasped hands

And on lips that taste of love

~

Home is no place for me

But a shield I have long worn

A man that I have followed

And a ring that calls me home