Half Acre

I am holding half an acre

Torn from the map of Michigan

And folded in this scrap of paper

Is the land I grew in

Think of every town you've lived in

Every room you lay your head

And what is it that you remember?

Do you carry every sadness with you?

Every hour your heart was broken?

Every night the fear and darkness lay down with you?

A man is walking on the highway

A woman stares out at the sea

And light is only now just breaking

So we carry every sadness with us

Every hour our hearts were broken

Every night the fear and darkness lay down with us

But I am holding half an acre

Torn from the map of Michigan

I am carrying this scrap of paper

That can crack the darkest sky wide open

Every burden taken from me

Every night my heart unfolding my home