January 21, 2016
The freeway is loud outside my open window. It sounds like the ocean, except closer- ever there for all the sixteen years I've lived here
The combination of sounds and the cold wind drifting in through the window is an ever-present sign that I'm Home, the only Home I've had my whole life
And gosh it warms my heart to hear it, fills the holes in my head with wholeness
Like it's the one thing that can help me hold together and feel like home
Who knows if I'll ever tire of this cold wind biting my nose cause the no's on the motel vacancy signs far from here don't bother me, no
I'd rather stay here where the trees are near and hear the rain and taste the beer and maybe everywhere else is clear but bitch here is here and here is Home and clear means nothing if the clouds can't protect you from evaporating away
But here where the rain keeps you grounded it's alright if the sun takes you up because the rain'll come and put you right back down again
Your head can stay in the clouds but you can rest assured that your body won't float away
I'm making this shit up on the spot and it's telling that it's all about home cause home is where my passion comes from and home is where I owe my life and my love
Home is the Pacific Northwest and it's ripe with rhymes
Passion is like fashion here because you won't see anyone without it
The combination of sounds and the cold wind drifting in through the window is an ever-present sign that I'm Home, the only Home I've had my whole life
And gosh it warms my heart to hear it, fills the holes in my head with wholeness
Like it's the one thing that can help me hold together and feel like home
Who knows if I'll ever tire of this cold wind biting my nose cause the no's on the motel vacancy signs far from here don't bother me, no
I'd rather stay here where the trees are near and hear the rain and taste the beer and maybe everywhere else is clear but bitch here is here and here is Home and clear means nothing if the clouds can't protect you from evaporating away
But here where the rain keeps you grounded it's alright if the sun takes you up because the rain'll come and put you right back down again
Your head can stay in the clouds but you can rest assured that your body won't float away
I'm making this shit up on the spot and it's telling that it's all about home cause home is where my passion comes from and home is where I owe my life and my love
Home is the Pacific Northwest and it's ripe with rhymes
Passion is like fashion here because you won't see anyone without it