Acceptance Mark
Homeless

As I look into the distance and I see the setting sun,
I feel the chill of autumn coming on.
I have come through hardship and I’ve made my bed,
Now I’m looking for a place to lay my head.
I remember the moment when the music was mine,
Now the rhythm and the rhyme have gone away.
And the whisper of your breath from the tip of your tongue,
Bitter sweet memories.

Homeless and I’m looking to come home,
Sick and tired of being sick and tired and alone,
With a cloud for my pillow and the earth for my bed,
I’m just looking for a place to lay my head.

Then you touch me like a savior and give me relief,
And I say “Show me the secret of life”.
You say “There’s a nugget of pure gold in the middle of all of this,
Unconditional love, yea that’s it”.

Homeless and I’m looking to come home,
Sick and tired of being sick and tired and alone,
With a cloud for my pillow and the earth for my bed,
I’m just looking for a place to lay my head.