Most Roads Lead To Home

I can’t remember.......making all these visions in my head

but they’re moving in this room........fighting together above my bed

shadows swirling hand in hand........making new faces in the wind

keep trying to help me forget my name, and I keep trying to leave them

our ghosts fill up these hollow walls, empty hands filled with silence

we are still alive from what I’ve seen, heads hanging in the balance

I’ll keep on in this sleep......I’m never gonna find that perfect cure

I’ll hold on to my name, because it’s the only thing I still know for sure

look at the sound of all these people on fire.

I want to be on fire, do you want to be on fire?

but we don’t love ourselves enough, we pack our hearts with medicine

choke our lungs with broke down tries of lesser men

I’d rather give you my name instead of just forget it

because I carry it, but I don’t want to carry it

and so I’ll follow you vision

and listen with my eyes every maze and twist and bend

try to go where you point, step where you recommend

oh lead what I should see great specter

you say: give up, give up, don’t give up

then I won’t give up, because I know I’m not alone

I know that all roads lead to home in some way

and I’m on my way, are you on your way?

show me your life, living, speaking in the night above us

we all survived, in this one place forever with our eyes closed

you are alive, you said it would never be this way, you promised

I am alive, and I said I would never go away, to believe me

but I’m awake now, and I still see you...do you see me.

I am alive............though I might be dead or sleeping

I have survived.........trying to find my way out of leaving

and I’m having trouble leaving........I keep breaking all these oars

I can’t mold what’s not mine.......that ship won’t sail anymore

the journey is the thing................and I’m barely following

like this mirage from inside the back of my head, from just outside my reach

you are survived, you are not alone, don’t give up

‘cause one day I’m gonna write my dad into my dreams

and tell him how his friends still remember him here

show him I became a man, because they all cared in his absence

and I know you held us, your wife held on tight enough for both of you

she still holds your hand every day........

and try to live out your last words............

you are survived, even though we’re still here sorting it all out

we all survived, and are amongst the living and the dead

this name is no longer mine, I can see who I am without it

but I can’t just go around dreaming about luck like that

but we all still bleed, we still need help to breathe

and that’s all mine to carry, help me remember when I wake up

I know that all roads lead to home in some way

and I’m on my way, are you on your way?

show me your life, walking, drifting in the air around us

we all survived, forever and always as we sleep

you are alive, you said it would never be this way, you promised

I am alive, and I said I would never go away, to believe me

but I’m awake now and I still see you...do you see me