I knew it was coming... but I'm going to have to leave my home. I leave next week to see my dad for the summer.... I won't come back to my home. This is the place I know and love, the best place I could ever imagine. Due to money, parents are moving up to Tulsa. Fuck Tulsa, shit ain't got nothing on here. I lose the land I love, the people I love, the house I love, the very air I love. We'll not be borderline poor anymore, things might be easier.... but I'd rather be homeless and here, if it was only me affected.

So I wrote this. Yes, my singing sucks, fuck you if you rant about it because I fucking know I can't sing worth shit but this isn't anything without the words from my heart.


How could we ever know
the beauty that lay behind?
How could we ever see
but from jaded eyes?

Home so fair, so far
running thick in our blood
How could we think
it'd ever be the same?

Home, so far away
A life without love
A piece of our heart

Home so close
A mile away
But no way back

How could we think
It'd ever be the same?








The picture is from google, of my land, my home. I sat down and recorded this shit, because fuck planning.

The song sucks..... my land deserves better.