All is still, it's oh so still, the moon is watching every move of mine
Dawn is black as ravens, wind has fallen
Over worn and dusty meadows, by and by the air is getting thin

I'm alive

It is getting cold

I heard it on the radio
The sun is fading out
And leaves are turning apricot

Take my hand
United we're invincible
I am wide awake

When dreams are everything we've got

Home

Where all the broken flowers grow
Home
Where being scared is being bold

Home
Soil under our naked feet
Home

Where all the broken flowers grow
That is home


I am tossing all the wisdom, all that I've been told forever since
Words with jaded colors, jagged edges
Now I'm building me, and I will never let me fall apart

I stand firm

Home

Where all the broken flowers grow
Home
Where being scared is being bold

Home
Soil under our naked feet
Home

Where all the broken flowers grow
That is home