Home from Belong by Pondered

Truth is, if I'm being honest, we're trading happiness for a life better lived. Feel it, its cold and intense, tearing my security from my soul. I wanna go home.

Disappear, no more fear. Take a leap and leave part of me. Truth is relative, feelings irrelevant, not caring for well being anymore.

I wanna go home, but still have control, I want my soul to be home again.

Goodbye, I wish you the best, heal someone else, stop the beating in their chest. Pulse growing slow, dying to know, incredible to learn all this so slow. Playing tug a war with content and a clear head, will I slip and let this feeling transcend? Leave it alone, and wait and see, everything gets better with some clicks, tears and some torment.

Home, but still have control, I want my soul to be home again. I want to leave, decide to recede, know where I truly, belong.

• Acoustic
• Acoustic-Percussive Guitar
• acoustic guitars
• Pennsylvania