It's sort of strange
Feeling more at home when I'm away
Finding peace wherever I may lay my head
And dream of everything I've left
Behind
These lonely hours
Could make a man start to lose his mind
And wear his brittle faith down to the bone
I choose to ride this one out
I choose to see this one through
Ain't gonna fight the fear
Ain't gonna turn tail this time
Set forth to new horizons
Step through this great divide
Let go of holding on too tight