Won't Be Coming Home

Unveiling Unseen Desires: Golden Smog's Journey Beyond Familiar Borders
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Lyrics

He is reaching up for climbing

Desire to ascend or progress

Ropes hanging down below

Opportunities or paths available

I see the children smiling

Observing happiness in others

No need to let it show

Suppressing personal emotions


I know, I won't be coming home

Realization of not returning home

No more

Absence of future returns home


The street in sidewalk borders

Streets define boundaries

Stretch out beyond the scenes

Scenes expanding beyond normal view

The sweet and dark emotions

Contrasting emotions experienced daily

Every day hopes and dreams

Hopes and aspirations in daily life


My God, I know who's waiting

Awareness of someone waiting

Beneath the bedroom floor

Anticipation in someone's eyes

Her eyes anticipating

Striving to meet expectations

I'm reaching every move

Unavoidable actions or decisions


I know, I won't be coming home

Certainty of not returning home

No more

Confirmation of no more homecoming


All I ever wanted

Longing for a change or departure

Was to turn from my side

Desire to distance from past

All I ever wanted

Yearning for separation

Was to turn from my side

Repeated longing for detachment


The rake is scratching harder

Intrusive or persistent discomfort

The half drawn window shade

Partial concealment or obscurity

Like any empty memory

Fading or diminishing memories

The colors seem to fade

Loss of vibrancy or significance


My God, I know who's waiting

Recognition of waiting anticipation

Beneath the bedroom floor

Anticipating past shared moments

Remember summer showers

Recollection of nostalgic events

Outside the cabin walls

Memories beyond confinement


I know, I won't be coming home

Assurance of no future home return

No more

Emphasizing the lack of homecoming

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