Home from Hobo Dreams by Steven George Campbell

I don't have much money
and i won't buy new shoes.
My pockets are feeling bottomless
the thread is coming loose.
But i can see the beauty in those old rocks and trees
I cant get no satisfaction in those colour screen tv's

Yeah home, my heart is home
gotta send my love to the folks that built these bones.
yeah o oh , my heart is home
Gotta send my love
no-one walks this road alone

Not the biggest talker
but i listen pretty hard
sometimes shoot my mouth off
when I'm thinking things out loud
but id share half my dinner
if you'd sit with me a while
you say "why so sad?"
I've just got a lazy smile

Falling alive in a sea
surrounded by arms that cant reach you
one day these bones buried so deep
we're always home

yeah oh oh, my heart is home.

• Alternative
• accoustic
• folk.
• United Kingdom