There has been many roofs over my head
Every single place, be it friends or Foster care
Then back to another, bouncing to another
By the time I was 18, it was a list I could hardly remember
I\'ve slowly retraced all that are in my memory banks
Each one showing me, broken cracks everywhere
Home is truly where our feet keeps it beat
Shelter and comfort are just blankets of luxuries
I once held this against myself for being unable to settle
Now I can see how every piece made and continues to shape me
Blessed I was to take a leap early in life with no wings
To be given by every soul the peace I can find within
Every day I remind myself to slow down and keep listening
This is just about to explode into a wonderful symphony