Home is where the soul is
In this cold crisp as winter
In this air fresh as water
As soon as you step out of the plane
You know
It’s here (there) home (far away)
Where you belong (you’re only in transience)

Each time you recognize it
And it recognizes you
And you wish with all the might of your tiny heart
That you could stay (please oh please let me stay)
And you breathe as hard as you can
That air that is like no other
That smells of moss and ash and freedom
(if only I could -)