In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
The way to my father's house when I was just a boy
Lay through fields of innocence near bubbling springs of joy
And when I'd lay me down to sleep
I'd pray the lord my soul to keep
The road was never very steep
On the way to my father's house
The way to my father's house when I turned seventeen
Wandered through inviting hills beside a tumbling stream
Sometimes in prayer upon my knees
I would feel a distant breeze
The road was winding now through trees
On the way to my father's house
The way to my father's house at the age of twenty-nine
Led over a mountain that I would seldom climb
Except in times of great despair when I'd be looking everywhere
And then one morning he was there
On the way to my father's house
And glory, what a refreshing story
I was so blind before he opened my eyes restoring me to
The way to my father's house at the age of thirty-one
Was a ride on a rainbow my new life had begun
And every evening I could look through the pages of his book
And recognize the paths I took on the way, on the way...
I go to my father's house in these troubled days
The spirit is moving in mysterious ways
Reminded when old doubts appear
That perfect love casts out all fear
In thanks I tend the garden here, on the way
On the way
On the way to my father's house
Lay through fields of innocence near bubbling springs of joy
And when I'd lay me down to sleep
I'd pray the lord my soul to keep
The road was never very steep
On the way to my father's house
The way to my father's house when I turned seventeen
Wandered through inviting hills beside a tumbling stream
Sometimes in prayer upon my knees
I would feel a distant breeze
The road was winding now through trees
On the way to my father's house
The way to my father's house at the age of twenty-nine
Led over a mountain that I would seldom climb
Except in times of great despair when I'd be looking everywhere
And then one morning he was there
On the way to my father's house
And glory, what a refreshing story
I was so blind before he opened my eyes restoring me to
The way to my father's house at the age of thirty-one
Was a ride on a rainbow my new life had begun
And every evening I could look through the pages of his book
And recognize the paths I took on the way, on the way...
I go to my father's house in these troubled days
The spirit is moving in mysterious ways
Reminded when old doubts appear
That perfect love casts out all fear
In thanks I tend the garden here, on the way
On the way
On the way to my father's house
Lyrics submitted by SongMeanings, edited by Mellow_Harsher
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The way to my Father's house when I was just a boy Lay through fields of innocence near bubbling springs of joy And when I'd lay me down to sleep I'd pray the Lord my soul to keep The road was never very steep On the way to my Father's house.
The way to my Father's house when I turned seventeen Wandered through inviting hills beside a tumbling stream Sometimes in prayer upon my knees, I would feel a distant breeze The road was winding now through trees On the way to my Father's house.
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The way to my Father's house at the age of thirty-one Was a ride on a rainbow my new life had begun And every evening I could look through the pages of his book And recognize the paths I took on the way, on the way...
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