Home
I walk with my mother under the old oak tree
By the river and the play park where I used to run free
My initials are carved into the branch
Permanently
I walk with my father along the sea wall
There's an 'E' etched in the tarmac from when I was small
Though the waves they crash and they beat
Relentlessly
I vandalise my name across this town
So no matter how long I'm away
When I sit under the old oak tree, I know
This town will always be home
My primary school used to be bigger, I swear
Or did I just get taller and grow out my hair?
'Cause that home-cut fringe was a trend
Back in 2010
I walk by the station where I had my first kiss
On a summer Friday evening as the sun began to dip
And I think about that boy sometimes
I vandalise my name across this town
So no matter how long I'm away
When I sit under the old oak tree, I know
This town will always be home
And though I was itching to leave
The moment I turned eighteen
Now that I'm back it is so clear to see
Every corner screams with memories
This town is where I became me
So I vandalise my name across this town
So no matter how long I'm away
When I sit under the old oak tree, I know
This town
Oh this town
Will always be home
By the river and the play park where I used to run free
My initials are carved into the branch
Permanently
I walk with my father along the sea wall
There's an 'E' etched in the tarmac from when I was small
Though the waves they crash and they beat
Relentlessly
I vandalise my name across this town
So no matter how long I'm away
When I sit under the old oak tree, I know
This town will always be home
My primary school used to be bigger, I swear
Or did I just get taller and grow out my hair?
'Cause that home-cut fringe was a trend
Back in 2010
I walk by the station where I had my first kiss
On a summer Friday evening as the sun began to dip
And I think about that boy sometimes
I vandalise my name across this town
So no matter how long I'm away
When I sit under the old oak tree, I know
This town will always be home
And though I was itching to leave
The moment I turned eighteen
Now that I'm back it is so clear to see
Every corner screams with memories
This town is where I became me
So I vandalise my name across this town
So no matter how long I'm away
When I sit under the old oak tree, I know
This town
Oh this town
Will always be home
Credits
Writer(s): Ellie Finnerty
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