Home From Home

From high fives in vacant lots 
To lowlives in highrise blocks 
Through warm bars, easy action 
Cold hearts, never passions 

Oh father, 
It seems a long way home 
Oh further 
than I was meaning to go 

The future just went past us 
It's only hip-hop diamond trash lust 

Strange days fresh to follow 
Cruel words hard to swallow 
Long nights and feeling 
Sunlight on stranger's ceilings 

Oh father, 
It's been a long, long run 
Oh, it's further 
than I was planning to come