Sense of home is all of this and more
Voice of love flies just beyond the door
Contemplating, I no longer change

Built my hope according to the day

Beautiful boys and girls

Beautiful broken world
Beautiful boys and girls
God if I pray, so long so loud

It's that most days you don't make a sound

Sense of home was lost along the way

Naked bodies buried in my veins
Nations rise and buckle in the weight
Homesick for the words I couldn't place


Beautiful boys and girls
Beautiful broken world

Beautiful boys and girls
God if I pray, so long so hard
It's that most days you don't make a sound


When you find me at the well
Will you comfort me until

Will you recognize my face
And replace, change


Beautiful boys and girls
Beautiful broken world