Home - Honolulu, HI (Live At The Kōkua Festival, Honolulu, Hawaii)
Jack Johnson"Home - Honolulu, HI (Live At The Kōkua Festival, Honolulu, Hawaii)" is a song by Jack Johnson, released in 2009 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:06 long and contains 49 lines and 304 words.
0:00Home - Honolulu, HI - Jack Johnson
0:14I gotta get home there's a garden to tend
0:18There's fruit on the ground and
0:20the birds have all moved
0:21Back into my attic whistling static
0:26When the young learn to fly
0:27I will patch all the holes up again
0:38Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead
0:42I thought it was sleeping
0:44I guess it got fed up with not being fed
0:48And I would be too I need food
0:51in my belly and hope that my
0:53Time isn't soon
0:58Isn't soon
1:02So I try to understand what
1:06I can't hold in my hand and
1:10Where ever I find I fing my way back to you
1:18And if you could try to
1:21find it too cause this place is
1:23Overgrown into with works in bloom
1:26Home is wherever we are if
1:29there's love there too
1:39In the back of our house
1:40there's a trail that won't end
1:42We were walking so far that it grew back in
1:46There's no trail at all only grass growing tall
1:50Get out my machete and
1:52battle with time once again
1:59But I'm bout to loose because
2:01I'll be damned if time don't win
2:11I gotta get home theirs a garden to
2:14tend all the seeds from
2:15The fruit buried again
2:19There own family trees teach them
2:21thank you and please as
2:23They spread their own roots they
2:25watch their young fruit
2:27Grow again
2:31And this old trail will lead me
2:33right back to where it begins
2:39So I try to understand what
2:43I can't hold in my hand
2:47And whatever I find
2:49I'll find my way back to you
2:55And if you could try to find it too
2:59cause this place is
3:00Overgrown with works in bloom
3:03Home is wherever we are if
3:06there is love there too
Home - Honolulu, HI - Jack Johnson 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
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