Moon Phase

Wandering, with no intention
 Gave me reason to stay and grow
 I will not decay, not decay
 Rotting from the inside out
 No sense of direction
 Weathered and hollow
 I will not decay, not decay
 I refuse to take things as they are
 The eyes of the world are much different from mine
 I will shift with the winds, and I'll grow as my own
 Seasons change but I am a constant
 Take me home
 Everyday searching endlessly for my motive to be, and something to make me feel whole again
 The sweet embrace of home has withered away, and I am left standing in the cold
 Take me home
 Take me home
 The sweet embrace of home has withered away
 Take me home
 And I'm left standing in the cold
 Take me home
 The working hands, and a broken man, amount to nothing, but a house on the sand
 So many wandering years, on my own two feet, the rugged terrain is rougher than it seems
 No sense of direction, and no sense of time
 Up in the sky, will you be my guide?
 Up in the sky, where can I confide?
 I swear to you, I won't forget you in this life
 I am the only constant
 I am the only constant
 Wandering, with no intention
 Gave me reason to stay and grow
 I will not decay, not decay
 Rotting from the inside out
 No sense of direction
 Weathered and hollow
 I will not decay, not decay
 I am the only constant
 The sweet embrace of home has withered away
 I am the only constant
 I'm left standing in the cold
 I will shift with the winds, and I'll grow as my own
 I will shift with the winds, and I'll grow as my own
 I am home