Brandon Davis
The Atlas
We will find home

These maps read like lines on our hands
A path a destination
We've all been so led astray til this
The realization of home
We're all casualties in a world unseen
In a war unseen
We reflect what it is we've been searching for
This compass is failing us

Somewhere between where we feel
And where we hide
We are the atlas
Each page, a history
Be calm and close your eyes
This won't take long
I know it's hard but it's time to let this go

We fight for familiarity
If only I knew then what I know now
We'll find home in a
Familiar place
We will find home

Somewhere between where we feel
And where we hide
We are the atlas
Each page, a history
Be calm and close your eyes
This won't take long
I know it's hard. I know it