i'm home from tour
my mom made me my favorite food
and greeted me with her smile and corduroy
before leaving for her home
i have leftovers i figured for days which im grateful for
because i've missed her cooking
its funny how tour feels like a dream
i have periodically looked at photos and videos from the past couple of weeks just to make sure its all real
and that it really happened
i'm tired but this time its the good kind
i wrote a lot on tour
it reminded me of what my heart sounds like
i forget its there
until it makes a sound
and by then its too late
if you are curious
my heart
she hums the sweetest tune
she sings
she laughs with tears in her eyes
she sings again
