Home
Jack Johnson"Home" is a song by Jack Johnson, released in 2013 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:43 long and contains 33 lines and 319 words.
Lyrics
0:13I gotta get home there's a garden to tend
0:16There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved
0:19Back into my attic whistling static
0:22When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again
0:32Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead
0:35I thought it was sleeping
0:37I guess it got fed up with not being fed
0:40And I would be too I need food in my belly and hope that my
0:44Time isn't soon
0:48Isn't soon
0:51So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand and
0:58Where ever I find I fing my way back to you
1:04And if you could try to find it too cause this place is
1:08Overgrown into with works in bloom
1:10Home is wherever we are if there's love there too
1:20In the back of our house there's a trail that won't end
1:23We were walking so far that it grew back in
1:26There's no trail at all only grass growing tall
1:30Get out my machete and battle with time once again
1:36But I'm bout to loose because I'll be damned if time don't win
1:46I gotta get home theirs a garden to tend all the seeds from
1:50The fruit buried again
1:52There own family trees teach them thank you and please as
1:55They spread their own roots they watch their young fruit
1:58Grow again
2:02And this old trail will lead me right back to where it begins
2:11So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
2:17And whatever I find I'll find my way back to you
2:24And if you could try to find it too cause this place is
2:28Overgrown with works in bloom
2:31Home is wherever we are if there is love there too
2:37Home is wherever we are if there is love there too
2:43Home is wherever we are if there is love there too
I gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved Back into my attic whistling static When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I thought it was sleeping I guess it got fed up with not being fed And I would be too I need food in my belly and hope that my Time isn't soon Isn't soon So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand and Where ever I find I fing my way back to you And if you could try to find it too cause this place is Overgrown into with works in bloom Home is wherever we are if there's love there too In the back of our house there's a trail that won't end We were walking so far that it grew back in There's no trail at all only grass growing tall Get out my machete and battle with time once again But I'm bout to loose because I'll be damned if time don't win I gotta get home theirs a garden to tend all the seeds from The fruit buried again There own family trees teach them thank you and please as They spread their own roots they watch their young fruit Grow again And this old trail will lead me right back to where it begins So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand And whatever I find I'll find my way back to you And if you could try to find it too cause this place is Overgrown with works in bloom Home is wherever we are if there is love there too Home is wherever we are if there is love there too Home is wherever we are if there is love there too
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