a way back home

along the street

in every store

on your tv

under your door

in your face

forever more

forever more

in a quiet hiss

or a piercing scream

when you're awake

and in your dreams

you are the mark

of another scheme

another scheme

if i could find a way back home

where all that's left is skin and bone

a place where i can be alone

i need to find a way back home

we've grown immune to sorry sights

brought to us in black and white

we hear the bark but lose the bite

but lose the bite

if i could find a way back home

where all that's left is skin and bone

a place where i can be alone

i need to find a way back home

if i could find a way

to rid myself

of all i've been taught to feel

if i could find a way

to erase the day

and start clean with something real

if i could find a way