Home from Outcasts & Refugees by Chasing Ebenezer

I have journeyed far and wide, I braved the desert, I looked up to the sky
I searched in pleasure to numb my pain, it enslaved me like a needle in the vein needle in the vein

Home, home, home this ain't my home

I turned my search to know the truth. I asked the wise man they knew not what to do
So I tried my best to get it right, this death won't seem to die without a fight
die without a fight

Oh, the ache of life is strong. Oh, everything in me is bent toward wrong
I am crooked way deep down, trying not to drown in death
I said I'm crooked way deep down trying not to drown in death

I need, I need to start again. So stop the clock and break the hour hand
I plead for a love that's stronger than death won't someone rescue me, I'm running out of breath

• Folk
• folk rock
• world folk
• Portland