I wrote this song when I realized I was about to be priced out of my home, and forced to move for the fourth time since moving to Boston.
lyrics
I can see your house from here
Overlooking everything from a desert of angels
Lookin’ through my photobook
Pages full of photographs, they are empty and trivial
And she runs…
It comes and it goes, I’m lying alone inside my head
Surrounded by light, mocking me ‘till I find my way
What is home, what is home, I can’t find out
What is home, what is home, I can’t find out
Boston’s always full of noise
Suburbs are a breath of air in a smoggy white haze
Maybe what is home to me
Somewhere I can contemplate in a meaningful silence
And she runs…
It comes and it goes, I’m lying alone inside my head
Surrounded by light, mocking me ‘till I find my way
What is home, what is home, I can’t find out
What is home, what is home, I can’t find out
Maybe all that you’re looking for
Are blurred distortions of what we’ve got
When you get there you’re already gone
And down and out in weeks, so what is home?
Maybe all that you’re looking for
are blurred distortions of what you’ve got
When you get there you’re already gone
And down and out
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