Lyrics
Looking through the tall glass door
Observing through a large glass door.
I’ve never noticed you before
Noticing someone for the first time.
Lines in wood are crumbling now
Wooden lines are deteriorating.
When did you get old
Reflecting on when the person aged.
Bound by tall red roofs under bright blue skies
Constrained by tall roofs under a vivid sky.
You can feel the wind blow as time files by
Sensing the passage of time with the wind.
Through the trees and the rocks we’d roam
Recalling exploration through trees and rocks.
In a place that we call home
Referring to a cherished place as "home."
Faces fill these dark green walls
Images of people on green walls.
In frames square and round watching on where brothers fought
Frames capturing memories of sibling conflicts.
Just a moment in time, when all was fine
Highlighting a moment when everything was good.
But soon it’s another on the wall
Acknowledging the inevitability of change.
Bound by tall red roofs under bright blue skies
Constrained by roofs and skies, feeling time pass.
You can feel the wind blow as time files by
Sensing the wind as time elapses.
Through the trees and the rocks we’d roam
Remembering journeys through nature.
In a place that we call home
Describing the special place called "home."
Sea air plunders every room
Sea air affecting every room.
And the pillow where I rest my head
Referencing a pillow and the act of resting.
Open windows flood my ears
Open windows letting in the sound of waves.
With waves that softly hit the floor
Waves softly reaching the floor.
I lay still and let them cleanse me more
Lying still, allowing waves to cleanse.
Bound by tall red roofs under bright blue skies
Constrained by roofs and skies, feeling time pass.
You can feel the wind blow as time files by
Sensing the wind as time elapses.
Through the trees and the rocks we’d roam
Recalling journeys through nature.
In a place that we call home
Remembering the special place called "home."
This is the place I always knew
Expressing familiarity with the known place.
I never really wanted to go
Unwillingness to leave the familiar place.
But I knew I had to dip my toes
Acknowledging the necessity of exploring elsewhere.
In oceans far away from here
Referring to distant oceans.
Bound by tall red roofs under bright blue skies
Constrained by roofs and skies, feeling time pass.
You can feel the wind blow as time files by
Sensing the wind as time elapses.
Through the trees and the rocks we’d roam
Recalling journeys through nature.
In a place that we call home
Remembering the special place called "home."
Bound by tall red roofs under bright blue skies
Constrained by roofs and skies, feeling time pass.
You can feel the wind blow as time files by
Sensing the wind as time elapses.
Through the trees and the rocks we’d roam
Recalling journeys through nature.
In a place that we call home
Reflecting on the special place called "home."
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