WHERE I BELONG
Dave Sebille
Let me paint a masterpiece for you
A silent ballet behind close doors
Courts of jesters begging to be amused
Romanticizing the time before
The animal surrounded with frustration prepares to die
I was so wounded and isolated by your side
But no longer
In joining I have been healed
Through grief and joy
And now you understand
This is where I belong
No need to explain my decision to you
It's my hope that you will understand
I witnessed something remarkable
I witnessed something remarkable