Текст песни Once, My Home

Dust on the skin Turned to stone In the accumulated years Trying to move in vain I still don't know where my path leads me Uncertain, struggling with each new step, tiring Not even home seems like home anymore Only a bare, broad, cage Finding the force into something that is already dead People try to help, but words don't hurt or sweeten They just flow, like tears on my skin Not even home seems like home anymore