I've got no home, I've got no pillow

bent and tired, a weeping willow

for I am transient in restless sorrow

here today and gone tomorrow



I've lost my friends, I stand here broken

My deepest thoughts, they go unspoken

I once took chances, I've lost my faith

The cold rain slaps against my face



Take me sister and hold my hand

lead me brother through this barren land

Is this walk eternal? Is this road endless?

Is there no comfort in our shared distress?



They say there's forgiveness without condition

if we continue on a pure mission

that our transgressions out of the past

they will not linger, they will not last



In this world of pain, of black and white,

of "us and them," disdain and spite

It holds no promise, it's just a prison

deliver me, restore my vision



Take me sister and hold my hand

lead me brother through this barren land

Is this walk eternal? Is this road endless?

Is there no comfort in our shared distress?