The Poets Cry For More

We are all homeless in one way or another Whether we've lost ourselves to lust Inflamed passions for things desired; forgotten the other Wandering aimlessly, in love with something That will only collect dust Or perhaps we've been led into the wilderness By some radiant lover, just to be left out in the cold A distant memory, and the warmth of home What are we then to do? Cause in the heat of bliss, we swore we would never love another There was truth and dignity in that oath Can there be any hope for their retention, in its breaking? That even while being disavowed, we recognize humanity We have all made mistakes And G-d, I've made mistakes But my mistakes haven't made me [Chorus] Oh fallen acorn, lost and alone Can you still be kissed by fire, give up your seed And spring up into a towering, mighty oak? We've been led into the wilderness By some radiant lover, just to be left in the cold A distant memory, the warmth of home Cause in the heat of bliss, we swore we would never love another We've all made mistakes, every last one of us And just because we've told a lie, can we not still grow to be honest? [Chorus] Thrown off kilter None of us would have thought We'd be who we are now When we were still little Eyes wide to possibility Who could have known That we'd witness such depravity