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home again - quid & tombombgrenade lyrics

wake up and smell the seasons change, rearranging the pieces
ain’t it crazy? we’re all crazy, so the song goes, all those
deeply strange traits of ours; possibly a product of the weather
more likely though, the lot of us probably just never entertained
the thought of leaving, maybe all we need is
a way to stay connected; once separate, the severed section
surveys a broader rеason to come back in the end
as if it’s in thе blood which pumps in what was said
with a heartfelt sincerity; no other air i’d care to breathe
the feeling of being home again and the moment i know just where i belong
and so long ago, it seems now, that i’ve always known my place
homebody, n0body can alter all that’s shown
through me in regard to home, as still it resonates
i’ll never stray again, i’ll stay forever if it lets me
faith kept in fate facing the same continual clarity
the feeling that never left me; the strange familiarity

i’m home again, i know i am; i recognize these roads and when
i look around, i notice**though it’s aged a bit**it’s only been
a small fraction of time since back when i first entered in
roaming, although aimlessly, destination is home again
home again, i know it; no mistaking that aroma, spent
my lifetime memorizing all i could of this abode which meant
the world to me; my world is here; here’s where i have always been
knowing no replacement exists and so i’m home again
twenty minutes**give or take**from the cityscape, there sits a place
i consider the epitome of what it is to take
pride in something; i ain’t trying to lie and say i’m shy (chi) or nothing
i’ve always been outspoken about the (w)hole where i reside as subject
suburbs are just fine by me; subtleties of life in the
small town; all around lucky to have finally
decided not to fall out; i like it here, it’s sp*wned how
i am; this place has shaped me as a person, this here turf has
turned the pages, so to speak, and out emerged a certain spurt of
energy i kept beneath the surface for long, but now
i learned to sort of calm down, enough to sort this all out
and come to terms with what’s occurred; lessons learned
the sudden urge to run amok has run its course; i’ve only just begun this course
of course, while some are summing up their summaries, some of us abort
some just up and cut out unannounced and seldom reemerge
while some are more like me, and if they leave, are guaranteed return

- quid tombombgrenade lyrics

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