Righteous indignation
I hear the shrill of the past yelling, telling me to
Run fast ahead
He wants me to tread light and stay tender
But I'm a jagged hand
I learned from you, how to leave, how to fight hard
How to pull apart and push away
Waving through a closed window waiting to be
Mirrored back, refract the light left on

My palm pressed to the glass I
Feel it cut through
Homesick
Homesick
Homesick

Watching the fog lift and the smoke drift through the morning now
How you hurt us to feel stronger
In the wrong, doing the wrong
Smoldering as the rage lingers longer
There's nothing more to give toward forgiveness
When there is no willingness to understand
I stand clearer now
Seeing how
It's always been
I'll never win
In the end
It's a bending it's a breaking
Down

Palm pressed to the glass
I feel it cut through
Homesick
Homesick
Homesick
Homesick

I know the fury of the throat and the swallowing
Tear the teeth out
As the lies fill the mouth drowning in sound
Spit the blood out

Surviving you

Cheek pressed to the glass
I feel it cut through
Homesick
Homesick
Homesick