No Going Home

These haunted walls show faces past
A memory of this fate
When no one knows the harm you did
Or understands this hate
A guilty sort that pervades them
A tear between the seams
They simply wish to melt away
Or fade like woken dreams

And as the sons and daughters
You left behind stand
Stand like cracking glass
As they break and shatter
They're hoping not to cut
Another as they pass

Now you've left a legacy
Your mark upon this place
A birthright you've forgotten
To cleanse your guilty face
But the anger you've created
Won't fade so easily
The best them will rise up yet
To wash the cycle clean

Because the sons and daughters
You left behind stand
Stand like cracking glass
As they break and shatter
They're hoping not to cut
Another as they pass

The sons and daughters
You left behind stand
Stand like cracking glass
As they break and shatter
They're hoping not to cut
Another as they pass

The sons and daughters
You left behind stand
Stand like cracking glass
As they break and shatter
They're hoping not to cut
Another as they pass