Sense of home is all of this and more   Voice of love flies just beyond the door   Contemplating, I no longer change   Built my hope according to the day      Beautiful boys and girls   Beautiful broken world   Beautiful boys and girls   God if I pray, so long so loud   It's that most days you don't make a sound      Sense of home was lost along the way   Naked bodies buried in my veins   Nations rise and buckle in the weight   Homesick for the words I couldn't place      Beautiful boys and girls   Beautiful broken world   Beautiful boys and girls   God if I pray, so long so hard   It's that most days you don't make a sound      When you find me at the well   Will you comfort me until   Will you recognize my face   And replace, change      Beautiful boys and girls   Beautiful broken world