Take Me Home

Smoky chambers and wavering steps,
the music deafning.
Morning breeze and feeling fresh
the mountains inviting.
I dont belong here,
Friend! Take me home.

Swanky cars and latest gadgets,
the career leap.
Mother's lap and her embrace,
the serene sleep.
I dont belong here,
Mother! Take me home.

Career race and the backstabbing,
the ideals dead.
Principled life and honest living,
the truth unsaid.
I dont belong here,
Father! Take me home.

Naked bodies and lust glorified,
the soul dying.
Freed souls and greed killed,
the love purifying.
I dont belong here,
Lord! Take me home.