"Having gotten some scars from catching some stars"

Strangers No More Knowing as I know now going as I go how I know now and know how I have gone a long way Toward making my hope of going home come true Of coming home to put it more immediately Hoping for home with a hollow heart Though lost and far away with no idea where to start But hoping for the best and suffering the rest Having taken a pretty hard fall or two And wanting to go home and be safe someday Having looked into the eyes of strangers and seen That occasionally one of them knows what I mean Having found out hope lies in humanity But in spite of itself tells the truth anyway Having gotten some scars from catching some stars Though hard to hope now it was harder before Stuck in a place between dying and living The hope for home less hopeful and stranger Less hopeful or more hopeless I should say Becoming dangerous and unforgiving But I am a stranger no stranger to danger And I know the hard way how home is nowhere now Knowing as I know now going as I go how I know now and know how I have a place to stay And the hope of this will be enough of home for me Because my home is found in the propinquity Of another to care enough to dare to understand A stranger at the door offering a hopeful hand As if hope were coming home and we were strangers no more +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMX