What better place to go....
When the trials and tribulations
Of the helter skelter day
Have led you to a state of weary
Far beyond all normal bounds;
Frustrations climb the highest peak
To strangle reason's lifeless
bones,
And screams build up inside your
Spinning head until it reels,
What better place to go to than to
home.
When boundless joy has entered
And laughter echoes memory's walls,
The music and the dance drain
Every ounce of energy,
The smile still lingers, whispers
softly,
Speaks to every pore,
And life is good
And living fine
And peace resides within,
What better place to go to than to
home.
Home is where all hearts reside.
Home is somewhere deep inside.
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