To Long Life in the “Limbo Union”

Another year, another room, where you hang a few things on the walls

It's just where you call home for now

Until it's time to take them down and move on



Great company, has no where else they need to be

No place else they'd rather go, and no one waiting for them at home



Another year, another room, you still don't care to own anything

You know you won't find what you want, in a place where you don't belong



I am wanted, wherever there is a need

For those with no place to go, who need somewhere new to be



Hope is the room, you make in your heart

To find a new home for all your misguided love

Look at the room I've made. I am nearly empty again

But I want to give to you, and I like it when you take from me



I still don't care to own anything. I still don't have anything to defend

But less is more than ever before, in transition again...