They chain you with their picket fences
and charm you with their cosy hearth.
But don’t exchange your infinite horizon
Only to be trapped in rentable four walls.
They tell you off for turning your back on them.
But could it be that you’re bravely facing a novelty?
They warn you not to turn that doorknob,
Or you’ll never set foot in this house anymore,
But what if you open that door,
And what awaits is a home you’ve often longed for...