Homecoming

Years and years and years ago,
I thought, "Now, this is what I know,"
Never dreaming that what I knew
Could ever change my point of view
Never thinking that perhaps
I would lose all of those maps
And have to strike out on my own
Lost, cold, far away from home
Then something caught my eye
A bright flash, blinding, from the sky
And said, "Well, who the heck are you?
Who thought that you knew what to do?
Now here you are and here you've come
But it seems to me that it's kind of dumb
To be wand'rin' round with no home base
Tell me, be there brains behind that face?"
Then I tried to yell right back
But it was just a sort of quack,
And I said, "I'm trying, leave me alone."
It laughed and said, "You're far from home.
You think you know things, yes indeed.
You had no one, nothing to need.
You were doing great, and happy, fine,
All on your own, but you are mine.
You can't fool me, I see those scars,
I see those eyes like dimming stars,
I see those blisters, those sore legs
I see your faith, drained to the dregs.
You tried to go on with no map,
And I applaud, oh yes, I clap,
But there's no good end to that road
There is no warm and safe abode
Just keep the rules that I have made,
Your life is saved, your demons slayed,
Set out no more, to weep, to roam!
Just take my hand, and we'll go home."