where the stray cats roam
lies a strange scent of home
even in the darkest parts of town
i don’t feel lost, I am found

these white washed walls
had not one ounce of love
neglected room and slipshod house
justified the place, never was enough

a temporary fix
a trial or a taste
discovering the confirmation
that this was not the place

but it’s not about place, physical surrounding
suburban starlit fields
roaring city avenues
it’s people paired with hearts, beating in rhythm

cold, dark, asphalt lanes
the sunshine fades away
a stranger seated to the right
glowing in the distance
pierces through the night

tunnels filled with trains
fluorescent light flooded face
you will never be the same
embrace another world
where no one knows your name

a temporary fix
a trial or a taste
discovering the confirmation
that this may be the place

but it’s not about place, physical surrounding
suburban starlit fields
roaring city avenues
it’s people paired with hearts, beating in rhythm
time passes by, the pulse remains
home…was never here to stay

ready for someone else to change me
we all shared a piece of how to live
ready for someone else to feel me
we all have so much more to give

it’s not about place, physical surrounding
suburban starlit fields
roaring city avenues
it’s people paired with hearts, beating in rhythm
seasons change, the pulse remains

weeds growing through concrete
an ugly sign of spring
the winter passed moved on but inside of me
seasons will change everyday