Do you long for something
You could take care of
Or it to take care of you?

A small thing
A whole thing
Little flimsy parody
What you think you know
Think you need
Never was supposed
To be like this

Don't hold back
This time you're
Getting what
You ask for

You could own your own home
Own your own home
Own your own home

Dead stretch of miles
So far back
It's not yours
Could you hold out for more?
Hold out for more
Something bigger
Than you or me
Place where we
Can rest our
Weary heap of bones

Own your own home