Home

Music & lyrics, 1981

Alone and afraid
In a world so unfeeling
The ghosts of the grave
Alive and unyielding
Lost in a landscape
Of fire and pain
A skyline of black smoke
Thunder and rain

No refuge, nor haven
Nor place of retreat
No one to talk with
No lover to meet
Again the cry
Of the spirit is heard
The yearning for home
The song of the birds

Home
Is more than just a place
Where the children turn to face
When nightmares scar the night

Sunrise
Is more than just a time
When the sun does come to rise
When the night is set alight
Again...

Home is not a place
Where a red brick house stands
Where a father and mother
Hold out their hands
Home is an answer
To a question never formed
The soul deep within you
The eye of the storm

Home
Is more than just a place
Where the children turn to face
When nightmares scar the night

Sunrise
Is more than just a time
When the sun does come to rise
When the night is set alight
Again...

© Kirtland C. Peterson, 1981