Where I come from, no one's home Twisted branches, overgrown Skin deep roots over, broken bone Dust and glass and the ghost of home Knock at the door, no one's home Empty rooms and shadows flown Down these halls fading memories roam Hand in hand with, the ghosts of home Another new horizon Familiar scene of childhood dislocation Finger trace the coloured lines Another road, another destination You said goodbye to empty rooms And farewell to the walls and windows Waved to no one in particular As the lights went out and the doors behind you close Home again, home again Stranger in a strange land You walk the halls, nervous and unseen Keep your down, don't raise your hand Alone in the crowd, a ghost in the machine Home again, home again Half remembered neighbourhoods Twisted branches and dying woods Broken bones and childhoods Broken homes and lost boyhoods Summer wars in the woods Fleeting blood brotherhoods Hoped to run but never stood Wished to stay but never could What did you hope to find? Home again, what could you find? In doorways and window panes In broken glass and faded frames Can clocks turn back, the years unwind And are you still hiding there now? A ghost, trapped, behind those walls So goodbye again to empty rooms And farewell to the walls and windows Print them once more in your memory As the lights recede and the road behind you grows Home again, home again