I’ve gone mad. I’ve gone crazy.
I’ve gone back to where I thought I lost me.
I’ve gone wild.
Now I just wanna go home.
I lost my girl. Now she can’t find me.
She was the world. So I left the world behind me.
Now I’m not sure
if I can find my home.
Oh, new day who is that you?
Reading Letters to a Young Poet
I remember where it was I was going.
I just didn’t know it was
so far from home.
Is my home in heaven?
The way of the Lord?
Everything forgiven.Free room and board.
Now that I could afford.
That could be my home.
Oh, new day who is that you?