Nomad's Tale, Pt. 1(home)

I remember the first time that I met you
You were the first house that I had ever been to
I was your first too almost experimental
Not accidental cos you wanted me, whole heatedly
And I could see, the artist in me came from you
Your wrote me letters before I came through
Your exit, it was entrance to a world amazing
Your walls, I felt the absence and started cave in
You were my rock, my pillar of support
My council for decisions and so much more
My first day one from day one we stayed one
You'd get sick and tell me to take my medicine
I get sick too, that's our connection
We'll never be apart no matter the distance
No matter where I go, no matter where I be
I will always feel your presence right beside me

I travel light I already have a heavy heart
A lone traveler just looking for the right path
All roads lead to Rome
So I guess I'm going home
But I'm afraid of getting lost and ending up alone

I remember the first time that I met you
You were the forbidden house the one I was never meant to
Talk about or even mention
I was confused by other people's misconceptions
How could evil be wrapped in so much truth
How could one love me more than her own youth
You welcomed me with open arms so I came through
Realized the whole time they'd been afraid of you
You reminded them of all their lies and deceit
You showed the world for what it is and taught me
To make my own choices no matter what they say
Cos at the end of the day I'm the one who would pay
Opportunity cost was never lost because of you
We ain't even blood but the same love runs through
Our veins,I'm not saying, three parents was never odd
But I'm grateful that I met you and for who you are
And you? You were a mansion
A house ever expanding
Dunno if you planned it
Even noticed it happening
Ah man what happened
You grew the property and probably
Forgot about me
Or maybe you didn't, the gardens were always ever green
Only the best for me cos I was your first seed
But how'd this pear grow so far away from the apple tree
The fruit of your labor created a great estate
But do you ever wonder, was it all a great escape
Cos the bigger the house the greater the space
But you wouldn't know cos you're hardly home anyway
Always at the boarding gates, always watched you fly away
Felt the only way that I would see you is I owned a plane
Or a train and we could track where we last left off
Cos I know this house but don't know you at all

I travel light I already have a heavy heart
A lone traveler looking for the right path
All roads lead to Rome
So I guess I'm going home
But I'm afraid of getting lost and ending up alone