Heavy eyelids starting to close

Every turn is a place that I know

Illustrations I've collected as I go

And I am ready to be

Home

Sunbeams flicker on the roof of this car

Heart tells me we can't be very far

From Humboldt Island where the yard is overgrown

And all these things that I have learned

To call my home

Lay my head back

And watch the shadows dance

Let the hours pass