Sense of home is all of this and more Voice of love flies just beyond the door Contemplating, I no longer change Built my hope according to the day Beautiful boys and girls Beautiful broken world Beautiful boys and girls God if I pray, so long so loud It's that most days you don't make a sound Sense of home was lost along the way Naked bodies buried in my veins Nations rise and buckle in the weight Homesick for the words I couldn't place Beautiful boys and girls Beautiful broken world Beautiful boys and girls God if I pray, so long so hard It's that most days you don't make a sound When you find me at the well Will you comfort me until Will you recognize my face And replace, change Beautiful boys and girls Beautiful broken world