Gazebo - Home Sweet Home lyrics

Home, sweet home Two walls that I can stare Friends or foes Something they just can't share In my own division of the space I can breathe Miracles of fame and money Haunt the breeze An endless field Windy Autumn nights A Fireplace A fusion of burning hearts And bu*terflies Caught in the traps of snakes Black snakes The tube trains like to stamp Shades, white shades Protruding from my lamp In my own division of time I can breathe Prisoner of the supreme laws of biology