Lyrics –

I’m staring out into the night
Tryin’ to hide the pain
I’m going to the place where love
And feeling good don’t ever cost a thing
And the pain you feel’s a different kind of pain
Well, I’m going home
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I’m not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don’t regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I’m going home
Well, I’m going home
The miles are getting longer, it seems
The closer I get to you
I’ve not always been the best man or friend for you
But your love remains true, and I don’t know why
You always seem to give me another try
So I’m going home
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I’m not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don’t regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
Be careful what you wish for
‘Cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all
And then some you don’t want
Be careful what you wish for
‘Cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all, yeah
Well, I’m going home
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I’m not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don’t regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
I said these places and these faces are getting old
So I’m going home
I’m going home

My 2 cents –

I didn’t get the week scheduled. So when I was trying to choose the song I would speak about the poem. Some times home is such a subjective thing .

Lyrics –

Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you’ve been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settled around us
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you’ve been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Oh, where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh, oh, where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you’ve been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu
Eh, eheu, eheu

My 2 cents –

The news is enough to make sure I want to burn everything to the ground .

Lyrics –

But I’ve had one too many cigarettes burning up my lungs
Had the taste of one too many lips hanging of my tongue, oh, oh
Sunday morning getting high, drinking here alone
Thinking up a brand new alibi for not coming home, oh, oh
And I’m sorry I lie so much
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I tried
Lord knows I’ve got habits to break
I’m really good at being good at goodbyes
I’m gonna give you fair warning that I
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I tried
Lord knows I don’t learn from mistakes
And I’m not here unless I’m here by your side
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I
Sover up and settle down, give a little talk
‘Bout how I can’t keep from runnin’ ’round
Say it’s such a fault, oh, oh
And I’m sorry I lie so much
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I tried
Lord knows I’ve got habits to break
I’m really good at being good at goodbyes
I’m gonna give you fair warning that I
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I tried
Lord knows I don’t learn from mistakes
And I’m not here unless I’m here by your side
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I tried
Oh woah, oh woah, oh
Oh woah, oh woah, oh
Oh woah, oh woah, oh
I’m gonna give you fair warning that I
Will be the reason for the tears in your eyes
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I tried
Lord knows I’ve got habits to break
I’m really good at being good at goodbyes
I’m gonna give you fair warning that I
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I tried
Lord knows I don’t learn from mistakes
And I’m not here unless I’m here by your side
I’m gonna give you fair warning that I
Oh woah, oh woah, oh
Oh woah, oh woah, oh
Oh woah, oh woah, oh
I’m not a saint, but I could be if I tried

My 2 cents –

Things are starting to calm down a wee bit. I am starting to get back to working on my own personal self and the stuff I need to do. I’m looking forward to planning for the next step .

Lyrics –

I remember daddy’s hands folded silently in prayer
And reachin’ out to hold me, when I had a nightmare
You could read quite a story in the callous’ and lines
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind

I remember daddy’s hands how they held my mama tight
And patted my back for something done right
There are things that I’d forgotten that I loved about the man
But I’ll always remember the love in daddy’s hands

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin’
Daddy’s hands were hard as steel when I’d done wrong
Daddy’s hands weren’t always gentle but I’ve come to understand
There was always love in daddy’s hands

I remember daddy’s hands workin’ ’til they bled
Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over, I’d live my life again
And never take for granted the love in daddy’s hands

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin’
Daddy’s hands were hard as steel when I’d done wrong
Daddy’s hands weren’t always gentle but I’ve come to understand
There was always love in daddy’s hands

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin’
Daddy’s hands were hard as steel when I’d done wrong
Daddy’s hands weren’t always gentle but I’ve come to understand
There was always love in daddy’s hands

My 2 cents –

More family issues. I am still trying to deal with the fallout. Sometimes Knowing that someone loves you is not enough to allow them to mistreat you. I recently had to cut off other family because at 49 I am still struggling with that idea. I no longer have space for those who can not respect my boundaries… No matter who they are. It does make me sad though.

Lyrics –

I’ll follow you out of the dark
I tried it my way, but I keep falling apart
All that I see, is the wickedness around me
I refuse to believe, the apocalypse inside of me
I can’t even trust myself
I’m burning in my skin
Standing at the gates of hell, but nobody will let me in
I’ll follow you out of the dark
I tried it my way, but I keep falling apart
I’ll follow you, with all of my heart
I’m tired of my ways ’cause I keep falling, I’m falling apart
I stand here again
Forsaken in a place
That feels like I can never win
I’m reaching for a saving grace
I can’t even trust no one
I need to rise above
I don’t think I’m good enough
To feel your perfect love
I’ll follow you out of the dark
I tried it my way, but I keep falling apart
I’ll follow you, with all of my heart
I’m tired of my ways ’cause I keep falling, I’m falling apart
I’m falling, I’m falling apart
I’m falling, I’m falling apart
I’m falling apart
Your love’s a fire, it’s alive and I’m burning in it
I’m in the ashes of mercy; I’m covered in it
I fall hard and you carry me
I fall apart so you can set me free
Your love’s a fire, it’s alive and I’m burning in it
I’m in the ashes of mercy; I’m covered in it
I fall hard and you carry me
I fall apart so you can set me free
I’ll follow you out of the dark
I tried it my way, but I keep falling apart
I’ll follow you, with all of my heart
I’m tired of my ways ’cause I keep falling, I’m falling apart
I’m falling, I’m falling apart
Without you, I’m falling, I’m falling apart
I’m falling apart, I’m falling apart

My 2 cents –

My family is currently in the process of falling apart. I think it will be okay in the long term … but I’m here feeling torn. I want to follow my child and see what happens but I don’t want to move at the same time. I have some issues to deal with here once they have moved out…but I’m not going to be unable to be happy.