Story Behind The Song
I was living in NY after 9/11 and missing the simplicity of where I came from. Home wasn't as far as I thought!
Song Description
This song is about being far from home and longing for the simplicity of where one grows up. The song is full of memories of a small town in the North East - maple syrup, hockey, etc.
| Song Length |
4:03 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Very Slow (Under 70) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Peaceful, Content |
Subject |
Cold, Ice, History, Past |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Home
It?s a stone, cold day
The children bundle up to play
Hockey nets, bails of hay
Frame the pond of frozen grey
Maple sap fills the line
Raging fire burns the pine
Sugared snow, mulled wine
We live for this happy time
On a perfect winter?s day
In a small town kind of way
No matter how far we stray
Home is never far away
The train rolls down the track
Whistle blows, a smoky stack
The curious crowd waves back
Staying close, warm in the pack
On a perfect winter?s day
In a small town kind of way
No matter how far we stray
Home is never far away
Memories of childhood are near
The scents and sounds are dear
Those times together well spent
Cause we lived in the present
On a perfect winter?s day
In a small town kind of way
No matter how far we stray
Home is never far away