YouTube’s my B$tch
After much ado, it appears that I have uploaded our latest video. Check it.
We made a few teeny changes to the lyrics as we worked on it and there’s one flub on my part in the video. Also, this isn’t one of those songs that I should be singing. Imagine that I have a ridiculous belt and that my C’s are F’s and also that they sound better.
How to Return Home
Your bare feet sliding on the old wooden floorboards,
Home just as you left it but still you’re shaken,
like walking into a museum somehow out of time.
It’s all the same except the girl in the hallway,
Where she’s been and who she will ripen into,
Your childhood’s on the other side of a sprawling divide… too wide.
Take silent breath.
Hold in the change.
Tell yourself you still live here.
Take your bags upstairs.
It’s the only way
you’ll get through today.
Count the hours.
Take a shower.
Wash yourself away.
The house is pulsing with an alien heartbeat,
Was it always here but you never listened?
It’s calling you to be the girl that you were way back then… again.
Take a silent breath.
Hold in the change.
Tell yourself you still live here.
Take your bags upstairs.
Put away your clothes, take it nice and slow.
Be their daughter.
Nothing’s harder
when nobody knows
How to return home.
How to return home
and how to survive,
There’s no written guidelines.
How to go back,
How to show up and unpack.
How to show up.
How to grow up.
How to take a breath.
Take a silent breath.
Hold in the change.
Tell yourself you still live here.
Take your bags upstairs.
You still share a name
But you’re not the same.
You don’t fight it.
You don’t hide it.
It’s a whole new game of how to return home.
How to return home.
How to return home.
How to return home.
Your bare feet sliding on the old wooden floorboards,
home just as you left it but still you’re shaken.
I don’t know why youtube isn’t showing the thumbnail for it yet but the video works…
Wow
…that’s exactly how I feel when I go home.
Everything about it
There’s nothing to say but wow.
Okay people? Why aren’t there more comments on this song?
Maybe it’s just me but this probably has to absolutely be my favorite. I’ll probably say that to something else later because each song just gets better and better but this one was just amazing.
And I love how in the video you guys really get into it. That makes all the better too!
Nikki Roberti I heart you. :) My theory is because I can’t get stupid youtube to make a thumbnail. I even tried uploading the video a second time, which went quickly and worked well except that it still won’t give me a stupid “still shot”. Brian and I like this song a lot. We’re really proud of it and we’re already giving it to fantastic singers to sing it in their cabarets / performances. It will sound SO much better when they sing it than when I do.
Nikki Roberti, I too am surprised that there aren’t more comments. But I’m guilty of not commenting - because I sincerely thought “that’s wonderful” but feel silly having nothing more profound to post than “that’s wonderful.”
It is wonderful, though. I watched it about three times in a row when I first got the link, and have watched it more times since then.
It will be so exciting to see other people sing the song in cabarets as well.
I’m leaving for home tomorrow and I can’t turn the dang song off lol. It’s just so true. Especially the museum thing. When I walk into my house it’s like it was frozen in time with maybe minor remodelling things and then extra clean. A clean…still…familiar yet not place.
And my mom is always like “i’m so afraid you’re going to change. I’m so afraid you’re going to change.”
And I have…and it’s not a bad thing. But at home, sometimes I worry it is.
So I yeah. I commented 2..3 times on this song and feel like a loser. But I love it!
Oh…and I heart you guys too :-D!
No. It makes us feel good! I’m so glad we hit on something that felt real. It feels real to me too. It’s more my grandmother’s house that felt like that to me because my mom moved after I graduated from high school - but I remember feeling really tall in my grandmother’s kitchen. And this is what CC’s post felt like to me. Thank you for the comments! It means the world to us.
i haven’t said anything because i don’t want to think about feeling that next year. i know it’s going to hit home, so i’m avoiding it for now. i’ll get back to you on my first visit back from college.
you guys are wonderful.
I love it completely. Still can’t believe you got this from that tiny, little post I made.
This is positively the most wonderful thing I’ve ever heard.
Fantastic.