Song | Home |
Artist | Jack Johnson |
Album | The Mango Tree |
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[00:35.15] | I gotta get home there's a garden to tend, |
[00:39.68] | There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic, |
[00:44.87] | Whistle and static, |
[00:46.72] | When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again, |
[00:58.34] | I can't believe that my lime tree is dead, |
[01:02.07] | I thought it was sleeping I guess I got fed up, with not being fed, |
[01:08.76] | And I'm being too, |
[01:09.89] | I keep food in my belly and hope that my time isn't soon, |
[01:21.07] | So I try to understand, what I |
[01:25.05] | can't hold in my hand, and where ever we are, |
[01:31.76] | Home is there too, |
[01:36.10] | And if you can try to find it to, cause this |
[01:40.29] | place is overgrowing to wax and gloom, |
[01:44.02] | Home is where ever we are if there's nothing to, |
[01:55.72] | In the back of our house, there's a trail that wonât end, |
[01:59.55] | We been walking so far that it grew back in |
[02:03.60] | But there's no trail when the gras growing taller |
[02:07.98] | get around my machete, and battle with time once again, |
[02:15.45] | But I'm bound to lose cause Iâll be damned if time donât win |
[02:27.20] | I gotta get home there's a garden to tend, |
[02:30.94] | All the seeds from the fruit buried and begin |
[02:34.92] | their old family trees, |
[02:36.72] | teach them thank you and pleases, |
[02:38.10] | they spread there own roots, |
[02:39.73] | then watch the young fruit grow again, |
[02:47.16] | And this old trail will lead me right back to where it begins, |
[02:57.32] | So I try to understand, what I |
[03:01.16] | can't hold in my hand, and |
[03:05.03] | whatever I find I'll find may way back to you, |
[03:12.94] | And if you can try to find it to, cause this |
[03:16.68] | place is overgrowing to wax and gloom, |
[03:20.27] | Home is where ever we are if there's nothing to, |
[00:35.15] | I gotta get home there' s a garden to tend, |
[00:39.68] | There' s fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic, |
[00:44.87] | Whistle and static, |
[00:46.72] | When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again, |
[00:58.34] | I can' t believe that my lime tree is dead, |
[01:02.07] | I thought it was sleeping I guess I got fed up, with not being fed, |
[01:08.76] | And I' m being too, |
[01:09.89] | I keep food in my belly and hope that my time isn' t soon, |
[01:21.07] | So I try to understand, what I |
[01:25.05] | can' t hold in my hand, and where ever we are, |
[01:31.76] | Home is there too, |
[01:36.10] | And if you can try to find it to, cause this |
[01:40.29] | place is overgrowing to wax and gloom, |
[01:44.02] | Home is where ever we are if there' s nothing to, |
[01:55.72] | In the back of our house, there' s a trail that won t end, |
[01:59.55] | We been walking so far that it grew back in |
[02:03.60] | But there' s no trail when the gras growing taller |
[02:07.98] | get around my machete, and battle with time once again, |
[02:15.45] | But I' m bound to lose cause I ll be damned if time don t win |
[02:27.20] | I gotta get home there' s a garden to tend, |
[02:30.94] | All the seeds from the fruit buried and begin |
[02:34.92] | their old family trees, |
[02:36.72] | teach them thank you and pleases, |
[02:38.10] | they spread there own roots, |
[02:39.73] | then watch the young fruit grow again, |
[02:47.16] | And this old trail will lead me right back to where it begins, |
[02:57.32] | So I try to understand, what I |
[03:01.16] | can' t hold in my hand, and |
[03:05.03] | whatever I find I' ll find may way back to you, |
[03:12.94] | And if you can try to find it to, cause this |
[03:16.68] | place is overgrowing to wax and gloom, |
[03:20.27] | Home is where ever we are if there' s nothing to, |
[00:35.15] | I gotta get home there' s a garden to tend, |
[00:39.68] | There' s fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic, |
[00:44.87] | Whistle and static, |
[00:46.72] | When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again, |
[00:58.34] | I can' t believe that my lime tree is dead, |
[01:02.07] | I thought it was sleeping I guess I got fed up, with not being fed, |
[01:08.76] | And I' m being too, |
[01:09.89] | I keep food in my belly and hope that my time isn' t soon, |
[01:21.07] | So I try to understand, what I |
[01:25.05] | can' t hold in my hand, and where ever we are, |
[01:31.76] | Home is there too, |
[01:36.10] | And if you can try to find it to, cause this |
[01:40.29] | place is overgrowing to wax and gloom, |
[01:44.02] | Home is where ever we are if there' s nothing to, |
[01:55.72] | In the back of our house, there' s a trail that won t end, |
[01:59.55] | We been walking so far that it grew back in |
[02:03.60] | But there' s no trail when the gras growing taller |
[02:07.98] | get around my machete, and battle with time once again, |
[02:15.45] | But I' m bound to lose cause I ll be damned if time don t win |
[02:27.20] | I gotta get home there' s a garden to tend, |
[02:30.94] | All the seeds from the fruit buried and begin |
[02:34.92] | their old family trees, |
[02:36.72] | teach them thank you and pleases, |
[02:38.10] | they spread there own roots, |
[02:39.73] | then watch the young fruit grow again, |
[02:47.16] | And this old trail will lead me right back to where it begins, |
[02:57.32] | So I try to understand, what I |
[03:01.16] | can' t hold in my hand, and |
[03:05.03] | whatever I find I' ll find may way back to you, |
[03:12.94] | And if you can try to find it to, cause this |
[03:16.68] | place is overgrowing to wax and gloom, |
[03:20.27] | Home is where ever we are if there' s nothing to, |