Lyrics
From nothing to the clean white lights
A moment some took
The rumble of the carpet floor
First in the light of my own
An ode to the familiar
Unfolding the linear
I owe it to the place that I'm from
I owe it to the place that I'm from home
And they better estrange it too
What would you long here for
Looking at the lilac view
It's covered in the maker's font
Will getting where I'm going to
It's everything I'm made up of
I'm longing for the stranger, see
Don't seem familiar
I owe it to the place that I'm from home
I owe it to the place that I'm from home
And any other place that I belong
Not too familiar
I owe it to the place that I'm from home
I owe it to the place that I'm from home
And any other place that I belong
Not too familiar