No Home Left AnyWhere

Time has come, the days go by,
The bridges burnt
From the anger that was once suppressed,
It’s much too late to start over again,
Does it feel good to unleash the hell on them,
The people you loved that once called your name,
And So one by one you leave them alone,
To wonder where it all went wrong…
 
On bended knees, the strength gone to fight,
A father prays, Crying out in the dark
 Santo, Santo, Santo Señor,
God of power and might;
Heaven and earth,
Are filled with your wonder and your glory;
Oh Lord… Please… Bring my son back to me,
 Holy; Holy,
 Santo, Santo Señor
 God of power and might
Dios de poder y fuerza
El cielo y la tierra están llenos
Con tu gloria
Holy; Holy; Oh Holy Lord;
God of power and might;
Heaven and earth are filled with your glory,
Hosanna; Hosanna; Hosa-anna
My Lovely lovley child,
I’ll be the truth for you;

Long days, gone going by,
Blew your chances
As you feel the walls closing in,
Lord what can you say,
It feels that something’s just dying inside,

Drifting away more each day,
Talkin to your bitterness,
I am still here, but my dreams are not,
My tears have come and gone,
There is no home left anywhere

Reviews

[Violet's Run]

Eddie the pain in this one just grabs me and makes me want to cry about my mother who has been gone for many years. but the prayers and the invocation of God and the almost chanting rhythm is outstanding.
This is a poet's poem.. this is not a song.. I mean you can put music with it . But it is so poetic in itself it needs no pairing with anything else .. It excells just as it is.