This is Home

THIS IS HOME
by R.D. Snow (Dec 2019)

Is it too early to come around
Is it too late to leave this town
None of these streets will ever intersect
Nor will my dreams in retrospect

I won't be frightened
I won't be fooled
I won't be beaten down or ridiculed
No, and I won't make a sound
Cause this is the only place I know
This is home
Yeah

Kissing an iron ring I scraped from the ground
With a blue flame melting it down
Sharing one last look at all I've done
Holding one last breath under the sun
Like rusted leaves frozen in midair
I'm gone but I'm not going anywhere

I won't be frightened
I won't be fooled
I won't be bullied or ridiculed
I've seen so many artists come and go
But I'm the only one who knows
This is home
Yeah

No matter how many times I change my mind
This is home

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R. D. Snow
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