Finding Home
Chasing Childhood Dreams: Mindy Gledhill's 'Finding Home' Tale
Lyrics
Remember when the grass was tall
Reflecting on a time when nature was lush and vibrant
And we built castles out of golden straw
Recalling moments of childhood imagination and creativity
Our feet were bare, our tangled hair
Describing a carefree state, unkempt but content
Blew in the humid ocean air
Being present in a warm, moist seaside atmosphere
The old blue house reflected on
Referencing a nostalgic vision of a familiar house
The mirrored sky within the silver pond
Noticing reflections in a pond under a similar sky
And horses grazed inside a maze
Observing horses in a complex natural environment
Of thistle thorns and barley blades
Detailing a picturesque and intricate setting
And I'm following a trail
Embarking on a journey guided by a familiar path
That I've seen in fairy tales
Relating the journey to themes found in fairy tales
But the crumbs I left behind are gone
Realizing that markers left behind for guidance are no longer present
So I'm trusting in my feet
Placing trust in personal instincts and intuition
And I'm skipping to the beat
Moving forward with a joyful rhythm
Of a heart that's sweet on finding home
Expressing a desire and determination to find a place of belonging
We rode our bikes out in the rain
Recalling shared experiences of carefree exploration
We felt the jingle of our pocket change
Feeling the sound and sensation of loose change
Off to explore the bins galore
Heading out to discover various inexpensive delights
Of penny candies at the corner store
Specifically referencing a small candy shop
And I'm following a trail
Continuing the journey through familiar themes
That I've seen in fairy tales
Associating the journey with elements from fairy tales
But the crumbs I left behind are gone
Reiterating the absence of previously laid markers
So I'm trusting in my feet
Reliance on personal navigation and instincts
And I'm skipping to the beat
Advancing with a carefree and rhythmic approach
Of a heart that's sweet on finding home
Expressing a heartfelt determination to find a place to call home
And I'm following a trail
Repeating the theme of following a familiar path
That I've seen in fairy tales
Continuing to draw parallels with fairy tale motifs
But the crumbs I left behind are gone
Emphasizing the absence of previously laid markers once more
So I'm trusting in my feet
Relying on personal instincts and intuition yet again
And I'm skipping to the beat
Moving forward with a rhythmic and determined spirit
Of a heart that's sweet on finding home
Reiterating the heartfelt desire to find a place of belonging
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