We've almost got job security,
At least there's a roof over our heads
There are beds in our rooms,
And warm plates of food
Waiting to be had

We're not asking
If they want anything,
But we'll take
What you can give
I can honestly say
At this point in my life,
I'm grateful for what I get

So hey,
Why am I trying to escape,
When everything I need is right here
At home?

I read that every good sermon
It starts with a story
To reel the audience in
But I've got no life experience,
Just this terrible fear
That I'll captivate anything
If I really have your attention
I'm desperate for the affection
Of a full capacity room
As sweat seeps from my pores
I race for the door
And don't want it anymore

So hey,
Why am I trying to escape,
When everything I need is right here?

But the neighbors just called
You didn't make it that far
They saw ya picking flowers
From their yard
Well hip, hip, hooray
What a wonderful escape
And the way that I see
I see nothing at all,
I'm blindfolded in the backseat
Of a car
Just drop me somewhere,
I can't retrace my steps

Can I come back yet
To the only place
That clears my head?
To my home

Yes, I learned my lesson,
But I'll always be restless,
I can assure you of that
Even in the kingdom of heaven
I'll be asking the question,
"What's it like in hell"?