Our House

Sitting in a circle square resolute to share our pain life as kiddies was not fair each salute did slice a vain Dark denial was our training both true and false fell deep as the blows they came a raining none of us did peep The memories they start to heat like some old lava lake as a gaggle we retreat cause all we knew was fate So now we have no room to land no space to call our own none of it was even planned no place was ever home See a plot of land just there all emerald well defined grant it lord and well be square just like you were so kind