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The dimming of the light makes the picture clearer
It's just an old photograph
There's nothing to hide
When the world was just beginning
I memorized a face so it's not forgotten
I hear the wind whistlin'
Come back anytime
And we'll mix our lives together
Heaven knows- what keeps mankind alive
Every hand- goes searching for its partner
In crime- under chairs and behind tables
Connecting- to places we have known
(I'm looking for a)
Home- where the wheels are turning
Home- why I keep returning
Home- where my world is breaking in two
Home- with the neighbors fighting
Home- always so exciting
Home- were my parents telling the truth?
Home- such a funny feeling
Home- no-one ever speaking
Home- with our bodies touching
Home- and the cameras watching
Home- will infect what ever you do
We're Home- comes to life from out of the blue
Tiny little boats on a beach at sunset
I took a drink from a jar
And into my head
Familiar smells and flavors
Vehicles are stuck on the plains of heaven
I see their wheels spinning round
And everywhere
I can hear those people saying
That the eye- is the measure of the man
You can fly- from the stuff that still surrounds you
We're home- and the band keeps marchin' on
Connecting- to every living soul
Compassion- for things I'll never know
It's just an old photograph
There's nothing to hide
When the world was just beginning
I hear the wind whistlin'
Come back anytime
And we'll mix our lives together
Heaven knows- what keeps mankind alive
Every hand- goes searching for its partner
In crime- under chairs and behind tables
Connecting- to places we have known
(I'm looking for a)
Home- why I keep returning
Home- where my world is breaking in two
Home- with the neighbors fighting
Home- always so exciting
Home- were my parents telling the truth?
Home- such a funny feeling
Home- no-one ever speaking
Home- with our bodies touching
Home- and the cameras watching
Home- will infect what ever you do
We're Home- comes to life from out of the blue
I took a drink from a jar
And into my head
Familiar smells and flavors
I see their wheels spinning round
And everywhere
I can hear those people saying
You can fly- from the stuff that still surrounds you
We're home- and the band keeps marchin' on
Connecting- to every living soul
Compassion- for things I'll never know
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great song
I heard this song & loved it so much I came here :) I wish there were more comments; I'll do my bit.
In the first four lines, I imagine myself now, as an adult, finding a photo album from years ago, when I was a child. "There's nothing to hide" I lived a much more straightforward life as a kid; now I put on a face for other people and regularly deceive people close to me. Not like "when the world was just beginning" at all.
"I memorized a face so it's not forgotten" I focus on the photo and the person I used to be, trying to remember what it was like and how I can live honestly and simply again.
"And we'll mix our lives together" Contemplating who I was as a child in this way changes who I am today, as in a mixture of two substances that become something entirely different & new.
The conclusion of the song suggested to me a more general way of looking at the whole song: the speaker is dying (think of 'going home' as a metaphor), and is remembering and reflecting on his childhood. Soon he'll be reunited with friends and family members who preceded him in death.
Perhaps "Home" is the great unknowable void: where we go when we die, and where we were before we were born. I've long suspected it's the same place.
Glad I got these ideas out. It was fine just enjoying the song -- it's always given me chills and made me strongly nostalgic -- but now I really appreciate it.
Like your take. You never know with Byrne as to what he had in mind with this song, his lyrics can be quite sophisticated and thoughtful but also quite random and cynical. Moreover his better songs do allow a wide range of interpretation and entry points for the listener and this is one of those.
Like your take. You never know with Byrne as to what he had in mind with this song, his lyrics can be quite sophisticated and thoughtful but also quite random and cynical. Moreover his better songs do allow a wide range of interpretation and entry points for the listener and this is one of those.
I like your comments on the concluding verses - it certainly gets quite contemplative, cosmological even; 'home' is one of those mysterious universals - we all know what it means yet can't fully grasp it (or live it?) at the same time.
I like your comments on the concluding verses - it certainly gets quite contemplative, cosmological even; 'home' is one of those mysterious universals - we all know what it means yet can't fully grasp it (or live it?) at the same time.
Love this song.
Even better, the tour kicked off in my hometown.
the dimming of the light makes an ugly chick do-able
....this song is retarded
This seems to be about finding all the comforts of home when you find your life partener and although times are tough sometimes, it's ultimately the "familiar sents and flavors" that keep you firmly planted at...Home.