Home

There is a place I was born

It is a place I've never seen

Don't even know where it is

Don't even know my name

Where is home where is my home I'm searching far and wide

It's a bastard song

It is a feeling that everything's wrong

But we are alive, we that have wings

We have devices can do anything

I say where is home, where is my home I hear my spirit cry

If you're out of transmission, way out on the road

If you're out of commission I can give you the code

Darkness is coming, and it's in your command

Time to be moving time

There is a town that I was born

Now there's a place I've got to call home

Where is home . . .

I hear my spirit cry . . .

It's in the clear blue sky