Lyrics: Ian Ross
Music: Ian Ross/Emma Rice/Emily Brontë
Home can come in many forms
Person, place or beast
It soothes the soul and strokes the brow
Gives rest, for now, at least
Time can cool the heat of youth
Calm replaces rage
Silence now a scream drowns out
Peace does war assuage
Home can come in many forms
Person, place or beast
It soothes the soul and strokes the brow
Gives rest, for now, at least
Time can cool the heat of youth
Calm replaces rage
Silence now a scream drowns out
Peace does war assuage
Sun shines through the darkest clouds
Rainbow peeps through rain
Hate and fear all melt away
Hope and love remain