Some Place I Call Home
A million clouds above my country
A piece of earth in my hand
Wondering if I knew the way
Or where I'd wind up at the end
As a young man in the circus
I ate all my meals alone
My front door at the end of the day
Sunlight fades and slips away
In the night the jukebox plays on and on
Trees still grow while I'm gone
A patch of snow left on the lawn
A piece of everything I've known
There's some place I call home
Hiding everything I packed away
Strapped to the board beneath my feet
Wishing I could waste my days some place
Other than strapped to this seat
A dragon fools you when you're tired
A fire you've dreamed up in your head
Wave to someone just to pass the time
Tell your neighbor that you're doing fine
Down the road there's a crooked line to your bed
Trees still grow while I'm gone
A patch of snow left on the lawn
A piece of everything I've known
There's some place I call home
Sneaking past an empty alley
A hole where thieves keep their hearts
Seven sisters who spill the goods
Selling lies they call art
The road will help you when you want it and
The road will hurt you just the same
Be careful who you ask for love
Don't expect it to come falling from above
Slap your helmet strap your gloves
Tell them your name
Trees still grow while I'm gone
A patch of snow left on the lawn
A piece of everything I've known
There's some place I call home
Trees still grow while I'm gone
A patch of snow left on the lawn
A piece of everything I've known
There's some place I call home
There's some place I call home
A piece of earth in my hand
Wondering if I knew the way
Or where I'd wind up at the end
As a young man in the circus
I ate all my meals alone
My front door at the end of the day
Sunlight fades and slips away
In the night the jukebox plays on and on
Trees still grow while I'm gone
A patch of snow left on the lawn
A piece of everything I've known
There's some place I call home
Hiding everything I packed away
Strapped to the board beneath my feet
Wishing I could waste my days some place
Other than strapped to this seat
A dragon fools you when you're tired
A fire you've dreamed up in your head
Wave to someone just to pass the time
Tell your neighbor that you're doing fine
Down the road there's a crooked line to your bed
Trees still grow while I'm gone
A patch of snow left on the lawn
A piece of everything I've known
There's some place I call home
Sneaking past an empty alley
A hole where thieves keep their hearts
Seven sisters who spill the goods
Selling lies they call art
The road will help you when you want it and
The road will hurt you just the same
Be careful who you ask for love
Don't expect it to come falling from above
Slap your helmet strap your gloves
Tell them your name
Trees still grow while I'm gone
A patch of snow left on the lawn
A piece of everything I've known
There's some place I call home
Trees still grow while I'm gone
A patch of snow left on the lawn
A piece of everything I've known
There's some place I call home
There's some place I call home
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Nugent
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