One by one the knots we've tied will come undone
Like picking locks, we'll sow our seeds beneath the sun
Our accomplice is the rain
With patience, that of saints

It grows and grows
Our home sweet home

It took me 27 years to wrap my head around this
To brush the ashes off everything i love
Where courage was contatious, confidence was key

Right as rain, soft as snow
It grows and grows and grows
Our home sweet home

We'll try to document this light
With cameras to our eyes
In an effort to remember
What being mended feels like

We're home sweet home.