Resonance

Jun 03, 2005 10:51

I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but I can't stop listening to the sound
of two soft voices
blended in perfection
from the reels of this record that I found

Every day there's a boy in the mirror
asking me what are you doing here?
Finding all my previous motives
growing increasingly unclear

I've travelled far and I've burned all the bridges
I believe that as soon as I hit land
all the other options held before me
will wither in the light of my plan

So I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but there's only one thing on my mind
searching boxes underneath the counter
on a chance that on a tape I'd find

a song for
someone who needs somewhere
to long for

Homesick
'cause I no longer know
where home is
-Kings of Convenience, "Homesick"

"Maybe that's all a family is. A bunch of people that miss the same imaginary place."
-Largeman, from Garden State

I'm homesick for a place that isn't a place. I miss having a home. I haven't had one for some years now. A common theory is that this is some kind of rite of passage to adulthood. You lose your sense of home. Your parents' house isn't your home anymore. Where you live is just a temporary refuge. You don't have a home anymore until you build your own.

I'm really looking forward to getting started on that.
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