Rhi Miles - This Is Home
The open window shares the tale
Of the world beyond the window pain and sill
Where the grass is still
And the trees dance in the breeze that sends
Shivers down the people in the street
The avenue is cold
And the pavement's old
And you were told this is home
Well the passersby must wonder why
The weeds have grown with a mind all of their own
So I'm not alone
And the garage door is right in view
Adorned with the usual cobwebs that hang from the roof
The birds still fight
Into the night
But you'll be alright
This is home
Written by:
Rhianna Miles
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