Through Crying Grounds

Take me to home,

Where the hell that it might be,

Do whatever it takes

For whatever it means

“Here” means nothing to me

Take me to home, take my hand, take my soul

Let me, please, go

Wherever I may belong

I want to roam, walk and wander and,

Oh!

Find my true home

Take me to home, please be kind

For I cry for the land that I see from this sky

And I have but the wish of becoming

The last tear to ever fall

Onto that sacred ground