Lyrics
Sometimes, sometimes, can't help tryna find a way
Sometimes, sometimes, feeling compelled to search for a solution or direction.
To try and unwind, know Im only five away
Attempting to relax, acknowledging being just a short distance away from a sense of peace.
Sometimes I couldn't see through, it's my mind I'm tryna re do
Struggling to see through one's thoughts, attempting to redo or reshape the mind.
Don't know where to go, I'm going home
Feeling lost and uncertain about the destination but heading towards home.
Sometimes find myself inside another mind, think of home not knowing it's only over time
Finding oneself in another mindset, reflecting on home without realizing it takes time.
Growing close to something I know I hold inside, hit rewind telling stories over bottled wine
Growing emotionally connected to something internal, reminiscing over shared stories with a backdrop of bottled wine.
I'm alright just missin the one I kiss at night, miss the toaster that's broken and only burn one side.
Expressing contentment but missing the presence of a loved one and the quirks of daily life.
Miss the way that my blinds leak a little light, bright side of waking up in time for the bus to ride
Nostalgia for familiar details like the broken toaster and the way light seeps through blinds.
Miss the people that lift me up when I'm in the shit, comin' home interested in what I'm dealing with
Missing supportive people who uplift during tough times, returning home curious about personal challenges.
The place where I dunk a Krispie in my cup of tea, keeping me warm when it's freezing and I'm feeling it.
Recalling simple pleasures like dunking a Krispie in tea, finding warmth in freezing weather.
Finding comfort in a bunch of brick and mortar, something sweet like Raro mixed in water.
Finding solace in physical structures like brick and mortar, comparing it to the sweetness of Raro mixed in water.
I thought about the time fried off a quarter up all night talkin about takeaways tryna order
Reflecting on late-night discussions, contemplating fast food choices, and attempting to place an order.
Sometimes, sometimes, can't help tryna find a way
Repeating the theme of seeking a solution or direction at times.
To try and unwind, know Im only five away
Reiterating the desire to unwind, acknowledging being a short distance away from relaxation.
Sometimes I couldn't see through, it's my mind I'm tryna re do
Revisiting challenges in understanding one's thoughts, attempting to reshape or reconsider them.
Don't know where to go, I'm going home
Expressing uncertainty about the path forward but having the intention to return home.
It's just a space where I keep all of my clothes in, making dinner and forgot the meat was frozen so, I crack a beer and relax on my own need to gap take it slow know my door is always open
Describing a space for personal belongings, reflecting on making dinner and relaxing alone, emphasizing the open-door policy.
That's my home you can find it on a GPS, in reality location shit is meaningless.
Defining home as a personal space, dismissing the importance of its physical location.
Figurin' out that the place that I go has been right inside myself underneath my skin and bone.
Realizing that the true place of comfort is within oneself, beyond external appearances.
Overthinkin' bout everything like a place to be, couldn't tell that a place you don't need to see. Singin' songs in a space with a symphony is something like a feeling of acceptance universally.
Overthinking the need for a physical place, emphasizing the universality of acceptance through shared experiences and music.
Even though I know a space is nothing more than that, I'm missin' home and everything that come with that.
Acknowledging the material nature of physical spaces but missing the emotional connection to home.
Try reminding myself it's all material crap, gotta go but just know I'm coming back.
Reminding oneself that possessions are just material, expressing the intention to return despite the need to leave.
Sometimes, sometimes, can't help tryna find a way
Repeating the theme of seeking a solution or direction intermittently.
To try and unwind, know Im only five away
Reiterating the desire to unwind, acknowledging being a short distance away from relaxation.
Sometimes I couldn't see through, it's my mind I'm tryna re do
Revisiting challenges in understanding one's thoughts, attempting to reshape or reconsider them.
Don't know where to go, I'm going home
Expressing uncertainty about the path forward but having the intention to return home.
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