Nothing As It Seems

Don't feel like home,

he's a little out...

and all words these elope,

it's nothing like your poem

putting in, inputting in,

don't feel like methadone

a scratching voice all alone,

there's nothing like your baritone

it's nothing as it seems,

the little that he needs,

it's home

the little that he sees,

is nothing he concedes,

it's home

one uninvited chromosome,

a blanket like the ozone

it's nothing as it seems,

all that he needs,

it's home

the little that he frees,

is nothing he believes

saving up a sunny day,

something maybe two tone

anything of his own,

a chip off the cornerstone

who's kidding, rainy day

a one way ticket headstone

occupations overthrown,

a whisper through a megaphone

it's nothing as it seems,

the little that he needs,

it's home

the little that he sees,

is nothing he concedes,

it's home

and all that he frees,

a little bittersweet,

it's home

it's nothing as it seems,

the little that you see,

it's home...