Splice of Fate
My mom is kinda homeless
Rain keeps falling on the rusted screen
Every dollar slipping through the seams
Searching for a place to rest your head
Remembering the words she said
My mom is still homeless (still homeless...) My mom is still homeless
Walking past the storefronts in the cold
Another winter story left untold
Counting up the pennies on the floor
Standing right outside the heavy door
My dog died My mom is
kinda
homeless