I wrote a letter three hundred and sixty five pages long
some one read it and called it a book
I wrote a poem three words long
some one read it and said I was wrong
I wrote a song fifteen minutes long
some one played it and now it is gone
where do the words go when I'm  not at home
how does the ocean flow these are things Iv'e never known
what would the world be if Adam had left that apple alone
would we have found the joys of Eve if you get what I mean
Question everything Iv'e read, everything I have ever heard
question you question me, find the feeling behind the word, find the reason
the truth and the absurb, walking in chains inside the word
where do the words go when I'm not at home
where do I go when I'm all alone

In the event of something happening then I am prepared for nothing cause nothing ever happens thats for sure
In the event that I remember something then I am prepared to forget it as quick as it came, I been racking my brain but I can't remember anything yet
Oh that, well, yes, Iv'e learned from that and now I'm moving on
where do the words go when I'm not at home
where do I go when I'm all alone

there's a tomb 
it only has one door and it only has one key
there's a crack in my heart, that is how the light gets in
there are words plastered all over the walls
I am not responsible they fall, I pick them up
where do the words go when I'm not at home
where do I go when I'm all alone