Welcome home, neon heart still buzzing in the rain,
we’re barefoot on the vinyl, spinning all our shame.
Your laughter cracks the ceiling, paint peels into sky,
every ghost starts dancing as the clocks forget to lie.
Kick the dust off tomorrow, let the porch light sing—
I was lost in the echo, now I’m stitched to the ring.
Breathe deep, the night is open, tomorrow’s in our teeth;
welcome home, welcome home, this kingdom starts beneath.