was homesick.
now, home and sick.
again. blargh.
but then there’s this:

i’m not homeless, i’m just restless
i get itchy feet and restless
i’ve been travelling so long, cracking
i don’t really know what is happening
here is there is anywhere and home is my ass on the chair
then i wish i was gone.
then i wish i was home.
then i wish i was gone.
then i wish i was home.