The dimming of the light makes the picture clearer It's just an old photograph There's nothing to hide when the world was just beginning
I memorized a face so it's not forgotten I hear the wind whistlin' Come back anytime And we'll mix our lives together Heaven knows- what keeps mankind alive Ev'ry hand- goes searching for its partner In crime- under chairs and behind tables Connecting- to places we have known
(I'm looking for a) Home- where the wheels are turning Home- why I keep returning Home- where my world is breaking in two
Home- with the neighbors fighting Home- always so exciting Home- were my parents telling the truth?
Home- such a funny feeling Home- no-one ever speaking Home- with our bodies touching Home- and the cam'ras watching Home- will infect what ever you do We're Home- comes to life from outa the blue
Tiny little boats on a beach at sunset I took a drink from a jar & into my head familiar smells and flavors
Vehicles are stuck on the plains of heaven I see their wheels spinning round & ev'rywhere I can hear those people saying
That the eye- is the measure of the man You can fly- from the stuff that still surrounds you We're home- and the band keeps marchin' on Connecting- to ev'ry living soul Compassion- for things I'll never know