I'm Coming Home

I'm Coming Home

And a year
After
After the
Last
And the last
Two years
Ago
Before that

Sitting
Window side
Of the plane
Taking me back
To where it
Started

Miles
Pass under
The clouds
As they once
Passed
Under my feet

The good
Bad
And evil
Sanctuary
And
Battlefield

Lace them
Up
Daily
Even when it
Hurts

As I'm stepping
Off
The all
Familiar
Smell

I know
This is
Where
What
I'm doing

I'm coming
Home