A Home That Knows It Is Home (Wild Edition)

Verse 1: There are hands that define time in how they use it Like a guitar that melodiously strums the strings of a harp And a world that renews itself inside a home without a home Verse 2: There are hands that define time In how they live in it Like a piano being played by a flute Without knowing how it has to sound And a world that restores itself Outside a home without a home Bridge: Smile without a care and neon lights arrive What are you saying? Where do you wander? Who inspires your joy? Freedom awakens within you When you dust off their shadows And move like a spinning ballerina On the path that belongs to you Verse 3: There are hands that define time In how they share it Like lightning being played by a violin On gray clouds that sing with thunder And a world that rewilds itself Within a home that knows it is home