HOMESICK

The more I feel this love the harder it is to be away

I don’t know how you did it, did it for a single day

I’m starting to shut down with no friends around

Got no memories of this town, feel more lost than found

Everything inside of me longs to quit

It’s only been a week now

And I’m already homesick

This room is so empty, unlike my head

Filled with the laughter that now seems so dead

You said it’s not good for man to be alone

I never understood it before, if only I’d of known

Well I want to get out of here and I want to get out of here quick

It’s only been a week now

And I’m already homesick

This place is a desert even with the rain

I don’t know why you made us able to feel this much pain

My little boy, he just turned two

He wants to wrestle with me, I want to wrestle too

But he can’t see me; It’s like some cruel trick

It’s only been a week now

And I’m already homesick

I’ve been thinking about your smile and it leads me to your eyes

Then I hear your voice and it makes me want to cry

I can’t behold the beauty that’s there

And it rips at my heart; I can’t even voice a prayer

And no matter how much I will it, the clock slowly ticks

It’s only been a week now

And I’m already homesick

I’ve been thinking about my father and what he endured

All those long nights sleeping without her

I’ve been thinking about the Son and what he chose to leave

To die as a stranger for some who would never believe

The candle’s still burning, but the room won’t stay lit

It’s only been a week now

And I’m already homesick

Everything I’ve run after disappears when I arrive

Down here we live in the shadows, I’ll see home when I die

God I need to feel you, if not just for a little bit

I’m only twenty-three

And I’m already homesick

lyrics by Jonathan Jackson

c/p Fire and Plague Publishing