You held to silence and kept your head down
Was just survival living in strife town
There are few fortunes in Ares' jungle
You took your chances for daily struggle
Locked down in the line of contact
The air is saturate with gloam
Last peek out the train car window
Will this come to be your lost home
Concentric circles are just self-aware
To reach the outer harden and not care
They have gained nothing, you have left all things
So many heartbeats have paid for sad kings
New day, hope faint among strangers
Try not to mourn for your lost home
Breathe the air of found redemption
The bittersweet of your new home