I come from a place that no longer exists
Where they pulled out the rug from under my feet
And left me with nothing to stand on
Like a ghost ignored by everyone
Throughout my trip I harboured hope that along the way
Someone would do something that would make my day
And reset the benchmarks in my soul
Before it's too late to get back home
Over the course of my journey
Voices from a distant past
Come back ceaselessly to haunt me
Images of love and war blend
Until they become one
And reset the benchmarks in my soul
Before it's too late to get back home