The Way Home

Journey of Reflection: Finding Home in Memories
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Lyrics

So long ago

Reflecting on a distant past.

I walked the beaches with my little toes

Recalling carefree moments, possibly childhood experiences.

And I still got love

Expressing enduring love.

An ever-present fire burning in my soul

Describing a constant passion or motivation within.

For the land I've treaded

Referencing the ground covered.

And the way I'm headed.

Considering the direction in life.

I got nothing to lose

Feeling unrestrained and liberated.

It's got me breakin' the rules

Engaging in rebellious behavior.

I'm always searchin' for clues.

Actively seeking understanding or solutions.

I don't know the way on home from here

Expressing uncertainty about the path ahead.

But I got it in my memory, so clear.

Retaining a clear memory of the way.

No, I don't know the way to home from

Reiterating lack of knowledge about the route home.

All the places I've been through the years

Reflecting on a journey through time and experiences.

But I'll find my way.

Asserting determination to find the way.

And memories once so vivid

Noting the fading of once vivid memories.

Well they tend to fade away.

Recognizing the transience of certain experiences.

Footprints we leave behind are taken by the wind in a day.

Symbolizing the fleeting nature of our impact.

As I breathe for a second, I'm attempting to recollect.

Pausing to remember and collect thoughts.

I don't know the way on home from here

Reiterating uncertainty about the journey.

But I got it in my memory, so clear.

Emphasizing a vivid memory despite uncertainty.

No, I don't know the way to home from

Repeating the lack of knowledge about the way home.

All the places I've been through the years

Recalling a journey through various experiences.

But I'll find my way.

Reaffirming determination to find the way.

But if there's one thing I know...

Introducing a certainty or knowledge.

Before we get old

Acknowledging the inevitability of aging.

We'll paint these streets with gold.

Expressing a hopeful vision for the future.

We'll find a way home.

Believing in the possibility of finding a way home.

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