We wander, we're not lost

Why stress over the future if all it does is compress you?

What’s the point in constant worry if we’re nothing but confused?

We all have a home in which we feel safe.

In this home, we realize, it’s the place that we hate.

The questions we’ve formed, lead us down roads past paved.

We’re all stuck in a life of decisions we’ve made.

Even when we depart, we go the same way.

We puzzle around the constraints of time,

But find ourselves back home at the end of each day.

Maybe this is it, this is where we’re meant to be.

In the middle of nowhere, it’s where we hate to be.

All the oceans that we’ve seen and the deserts that we’ve crossed,

We still somehow find our way back home.

We wander, we’re not lost.

Now there’s nowhere else to go except this place we call home.

We’re all stuck in this hole, but we’re never alone.

We’re surrounded by friends and the ones that we love.

We look to the heavens for light and the stars above.

This is all we need to feel happy and free.

The memories that tied us down no longer feel so heavy.

So we forge our path back home at the end of each day,

But we’ve realized it was never the place that we hate.

We’ve drawn the intervals between space and time,

And home is no longer a place to hide.

No longer locked away or held captive by secrets inside,

We experience the extraordinary sharing of the light.

Home is so much more than a place to lay our heads at night,

Home becomes anywhere we look to the moon for love,

The universe, shining bright.

It’s a transcending connection between bodies and minds,

It’s an experienced analogy for the stars and their light.

The touch of another, loved and held tight,

The thoughts that spark understanding, intimacy that doesn’t die.

Though this journey leads us through many lives,

We’ll always find our way back around.

It doesn’t matter how long, what day, or which town.

Home lives in our hearts, just like my love for each of you.

Home is around us, inside our convictions, the flow of our energy,

A rare bond between few.

While we form a desire for distance and fight the the urge to stay,

We realize that we never really go our separate ways.

No matter the seas we travel or the winds we pass through,

I will always be here with you.

No matter the deepest of depths or the darkest of skies,

Don’t second guess it, I’m there in disguise.

Home thrives within the tide of your heart,

The place my spirit stays.

Never far apart even if we’re far away.

No matter this lifetime or deminsions we cross,

We always find our way back home.

We wander, we’re not lost.