Freedom
You can’t go back to Egypt
But sometimes you can visit
I’m stuck out in this desert
Feeling like a target
Learning how to pitch my tent
Just to break up camp
Knowing this isn’t forever
But want it over now
A garden growing way out here
You say that’s what I am
A home is what I’m needing
A place to rest my head
You can’t go back to Egypt
Why ever would you want it?