From the Ground Up

One by one the knots we've tied will come undone

Like picking locks, we'll sow our seeds beneath the sun

Our accomplice is the rain, with patience

That of saints

It grows and grows, our home sweet home

It took me 27 years to wrap my head around this

To brush the ashes off of everything I love

Where courage was contagious, confidence was key

Right as rain and soft as snow

It grows and grows and grows, our home sweet home

We'll try to document this light, with

Cameras to our eyes

In an effort to remember

What being mended feels like

We're home sweet home