LOST HOMES & BROKEN BONES

I hear the thunder, see the rain I can still feel the
pain of lost homes and broken bones

Broken bones cause pain but what doesn’t kill you makes
you stronger.

You don’t know me but you begin to wonder if I‘ll ever speak
a word of lost homes and broken bones.

Buy a house on the hill, broken bones take time to heal
but the pain when I see the rain and the shame
of a Crackhead step-dad who uses those hands to cause
pain and he dares to call himself a man

Who the hell is he? He is another one who causes
lost homes and broken bones.

I am writing somewhere two lovers are fighting
So when you see a woman who covers her face
don’t look away, don’t put her down
just give her a hand full of grace.

Cause she is the one who is in the
lost home and with the broken bones.