Heavy eyelids starting to close
Every turn is a place that I know
Illustrations I've collected as I go
And I am ready to be
Home
Sunbeams flicker on the roof of this car
Heart tells me we can't be very far
From Humboldt Island where the yard is overgrown
And all these things that I have learned
To call my home
Lay my head back
And watch the shadows dance
Let the hours pass