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VOCES8: Windows, a Chimney, and I by Blake Morgan
VOCES8 and former members of the group sing Blake Morgan's original song 'Windows, a Chimney, and I'.
The track features on Blake's new EP which can be found here https://orcd.co/windowsep
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This place just doesn’t feel like home to me.
I spend all my time on the road
Just driving across the state
So I can feel that way when I come back home
At the end of a long day.
The feeling fades with time I’ve learned,
Just like those lights on my front porch;
They’ve all burned out too fast
Since I was here last. My dad’s blue car
Won’t seem to go fast enough
From the place where I grew up…
My home seems less like the place I used to know
And more like a building
With windows, and ceilings,
And I been livin’ my whole life with a house and a family to miss,
But ever since I got back home
I’ve been feelin’ kinda homeless.
I’m not sure when the thought occurred to me
That home is not a place you touch or see
And well I’m not sure I’ve got a place like that.
This old guitar is all I think I have.
I’m pretty sure I’ve done this to myself;
I put my home and family life on the shelf when I’m away, makin’ trips across the state,
To try and find home in another place.
I think I still recall just how it feels to come back home
After I’ve been gone; it’s been far too long.
I remember drivin’ down my road to feel my heart explode
Just a year or two ago, before we all grew cold.
I shivered when I told myself “this place is home”.
Home seems less like the place I used to know
And more like a building
With windows, a chimney, and I
Been livin’ my whole life with a house and a family to miss,
But ever since I got back home
I’ve been feelin’ kinda homeless.