Noises, my ear bleeds, Hearing of deeds, That might split apart A father's grip and a mother's heart I'm caught in the crossfire, torn Between love and loyalty, I'm worn And I'm lost in the chaos, unsure what's real The love I know, or the anger they feel? I'm trapped in this storm, searching for peace Hoping they'll find calm, and our love will release. Tears fall like rain each night. I pray for quiet mornings. Maybe, Home will be whole again.