home is where we belong

let every moment be walking out of the cities
get thee to a high place and contemplate the star-studded valleys
the lights can be beautiful, it just takes getting far enough away from them
the glimmering violence
the silent sex
the whoosh over the hills that is cars out to kill each other
but up here it is the hum of forward and backward movement
the forest of the mind
the sparkle in eyes of your gone youth
oh, sadness
and farewell to that gone youth
what the next step is can't be known
with youth, patience
now, growing old
not knowing is time
and time is money
evil, sour money
let money be not the thing you aspire to be
money from the pit
to the pit money will return
never be money
never be mean
Mother was right
there is a whole world out there
but home is where we belong