
Home. Again.
I love it here. As I lay on my bed in my basement listening to Bobby McFerrin and Rick James on vinyl and stare at my new snowboard I'm just happy. I'm extremely blessed. I'm so excited for the future. I love this.
There's nothing like the sound of vinyl. It's so warm and just rich. Holding one of my favorite songs that was pressed onto this timeless material over 20 years ago is just awesome. I can't wait 'til I'm an old man and have an awesome vinyl collection that I can just sit down and enjoy. I love it.
Homesick. This song has the best lyrics I've heard in awhile. They're just perfect.
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 travelled far and I burned all the bridges
I believed 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
what home is
I love home.
Keep The Peace
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