Songs about home
Home is something that I’ve spent my life searching for, but rarely found. Not that I haven’t lived in many places, the home I grew up in, my Grandparents’ home, my first apartment, subsequent apartments to follow, a house in Salt Lake City, a house in Michigan, a shared tiny space in Chicago, to the house I live in now, and a few in-between, but most have not felt like home to me. My restless, gypsy spirit lights fires in my insides that urges me to keep moving, to keep searching, to keep changing, and most days I follow it. The only problem is, the constant search keeps me in an state of limbo that I can never feel settled within. If I am always in that self-created “purgatory”, ever waiting for a goal to be accomplished, or a destination reached, only to create a new one, then how can I ever find the feeling of home I seek?
My first apartment (though they’ve changed the colors since I lived there in the early 90’s).
Lately I’ve been adjusting my focus on now instead of later. I’ve been trying to let myself breathe and be, and feel a sense of permanency (even though I balk at that notion, and often kick and scream at it, too) in my life. I’m trying to make small changes to make my house more of a home, adding things that give it life and a sense of me within it, instead of it feeling like a temporary stop on the road to some place else. They are small changes, and they take time, and some days I’d rather just run, then put roots down to stay. But, I’m trying, and that’s all anyone can do.
My house now.
There are still places in my imagination that I’d like to try to make home someday, if even for a short period of time. Different states and countries that I’d like to give a go at. But, perhaps the goal should shift to future travels, trips that have a start and an end, and that souvenirs from these stops along the way can be brought back with me to become part of my “home”.
When I was a kid I imagined living in a house like this one.
“How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.” ~ William Faulkner
“The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.”
~ Maya Angelou
“If I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with.” ~ L. Frank Baum
“And when the day arrives I’ll become the sky and I’ll become the sea and the sea will come to kiss me for I am going home. Nothing can stop me now.” ~ Trent Reznor
“There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.” ~ Jane Austen
Music, though, and people, they have always been more home to me than a place. In the vein of the former, though, I thought I’d make this week’s Friday Five about home, and my Top 5 favorite “home” songs. There were so many more songs that came to mind that I love then expected, so expect a playlist to follow.
Here are my top five “home” songs for this week’s Friday Five. What are some of your favorite “home” songs?
1. Take Me Home :: Concrete Blonde
“Things get better everyday you stay alive,
then I’m amazed every day that the sun decides to rise.
is another chance to change;
life is beautiful & terrible & strange.”
2. Come Back Home :: Pete Yorn
“Say my name,
before you disappear.”
3. Bring it On Home to Me :: Sam Cooke
“If you ever change your mind,
leaving me behind,
oh-oh, bring it to me,
bring your sweet loving,
bring it on home to me.”
4. This House is Not For Sale :: Ryan Adams
“Do you remember when we even bought this thing?
I danced you across the wooden floor and you signed the lease.”
5. Welcome Home Son :: Radical Face
“Peel the scars from off my back,
I don’t need them anymore.
You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars,
I’ve come home.”