"Home" lyrics

I've gotta get home, there's a garden to tend
All the fruits on the ground, the birds have all moved back
Into my attic, whistled in static
When the young learn to fly, I will patch up the holes once again

Well, I can't believe that my lime tree is dead
I thought it was sleeping, I guess it got fed up
With not being fed, I would be too
I keep food in my belly and hope that my time isn't soon
Isn't soon

And so I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
And whatever I find, I'll find my way back to you
And if you could try to find it too
'Cause this place is overgrown, it's a waxing moon
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too

In the back of my house there's a trail that won't end
We went walking so far, it grew back in
And now there's no trail at all, only grass growing taller
Get out my machete and battle with time once again
But I'm bound to lose 'cause I'll be damned if time don't win

I've gotta get home, there's a garden to tend
All the seeds from the fruit buried and began
Their own family trees, teach them thank you and please
Spread their own roots, then watch the young fruit grow again
And this old trail will lead me right back to where it begins

And so I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
And whatever I find, I'll find my way back to you
And if you could try to find it too
'Cause this place is overgrown, it's a waxing moon
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too
I said, home is wherever we are if there's love here too
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too