No Place at Home
You pause, engine idles
At the corner of 10th and Main
One cloud, and then another
Touch down and head your way
Two clouds, patient, follow.
On foot and out of breath
No safety, no shelter,
You turn into their path
A sense of lightness takes you
The city looks so small from here
Leave it behind, look to the skies
And let the cyclone help you on your journey home
Look to the skies
And let the cyclone take you home
Writer/s: Currey Muse, Jereme Frey, Mike Shepherd, Sarah Shepherd