Alone I sit in a silent pit
A warming glow from the last joint lit
Remembering the noise was incredible
Now the silence is becoming unbearable
Looking for familiar objects and places
Nothing is in its right places
It's ok to be home
When you're all alone in the home
Memories come of old past times
Laughter and fun and growth in our lives
This place of power and glory
Is now part of the end of the story
I was once a power of three
Now alone to be only free
Time will go on and will always be
But the house of three will be a memory
A bond was created by three in this home
Always to be together and never alone
It's ok to be home
When you're all alone in the home
It's ok
It's ok
Last joint lit and smoked alone
The end of this house the end of this home
One life to live in this home
The entity of three will be alone
It's ok to leave this great place
To walk with power there's memory in our face
Once left behind you can never return
This memory is left like a sacred urn
It's ok to be home
When you're all alone in the home
Alone in the home is nice when you're here
But on this last day it will bring a tear
Remember one thing in the future and past
The house is ours, ours at last
Now we leave the end of the story
Tales of power and of glory
It's ok to be home
When you're all alone in the home
It's ok
It's ok