What’s the connection between us
And the family continues grows
a sense of where we are in the world
Where is my home? On a land?
One, two, three, four lands?
all you want is to have, something to call your own
I hear the rooster call the sun the morning birds, humming
our blessed place
it does not feel like an accident, being here
Perfection is no longer necessary, just build
The shelter from the rain, its capacity to dance through the
Every house feels the rain
Build your home, your legacy as you wish