No Place Like Home

What’s the use in having love

When we never made enough

Let the wind rattle my chains all around

When you’ve ridden out your luck

You can never make it up

With the room spinning down like the rain

Disappointed Sun would chase itself among the flowers

Through the poppies ruby gaze separates the hours

The back garden of the Sun

Where the clouds are getting drunk

And the green flash capers like a clown

Disappointed Sun would chase itself among the flowers

Through the poppies ruby gaze separates the hours

Before 40 years are gone

Will we remember where we’re from

Will the dew still wake us in the dawn

 

And the house that stands alone

It’s the saddest thing I’ve known

With my untold fortune in the wind

Magazines and credit cards gone up in a twister

No one here to notify her surviving sister

What’s the use in having love

When we never made enough

Let the wind rattle my chains all around

Let the wind rattle my chains

Let the wind rattle my chains

Let the wind rattle my chains all around