I'VE GOT TO GET HOME THERE'S A GARDEN TO TEND ALL THE FRUIT'S ON THE GROUND THE BIRDS HAVE ALL MOVED BACK INTO MY ATTIC WHISTLE THEN STATIC THE YOUNG LEARN TO FLY I WILL PATCH UP THE HOLES ONCE AGAIN WELL I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT MY LIME TREE IS DEAD I THOUGHT IT WAS SLEEPING I GUESS IT GOT FED UP WITH NOT BEING FED I WOULD BE TOO I KEEP FOOD IN MY BELLY AND HOPE THAT MY TIME ISN'T SOON SO I TRY TO UNDERSTAND WHAT I CAN'T HOLD IN MY HAND AND WHATEVER I FIND I'LL FIND MY WAY BACK TO YOU AND IF YOU COULD TRY TO FIND IT TOO BECAUSE THIS PLACE IS OVERGROWN IT'S A WAXING MOON HOME IS WHEREVER WE ARE IF THERE'S LOVE HERE TOO IN THE BACK OF OUR HOUSE THERE'S A TRAIL THAT WON'T END WE WENT WALKING SO FAR IT GREW BACK IN AND NOW THERE'S NO TRAIL AT ALL ONLY GRASS GROWING TALLER GET OUT MY MACHETE AND BATTLE WITH TIME ONCE AGAIN BUT I'M BOUND TO LOSE BECAUSE I'LL BE DAMNED IF TIME DON'T WIN I GOT TO GET HOME THERE'S A GARDEN TO TEND ALL THE SEEDS FROM THE FRUIT BURIED AND BEGIN THEIR OWN FAMILY TREES TEACH THEM THANK YOU AND PLEASE SPREAD THEIR OWN ROOTS THEN WATCH THE YOUNG FRUIT GROW AGAIN THIS OLD TRAIL WILL LEAD ME RIGHT BACK TO WHERE IT BEGINS SO I TRY TO UNDERSTAND WHAT I CAN'T HOLD IN MY HAND AND WHATEVER I FIND I'LL FIND MY WAY BACK TO YOU AND IF YOU COULD TRY TO FIND IT TOO BECAUSE THIS PLACE IS OVERGROWN IT'S A WAXING MOON HOME IS WHEREVER WE ARE IF THERE'S LOVE HERE TOO HOME IS WHEREVER WE ARE IF THERE'S LOVE HERE TOO HOME IS WHEREVER WE ARE IF THERE'S LOVE HERE TOO