Roots
Connor Price Lyrics


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The city that I'm from
It was fun, we were young and dumb
Now we're all grown up
The city that I'm from
I miss the city that I'm from
Markham Ontario, the first place I call home
905 that's what I dial when I call home
My dad picking up the phone ask him how it's going
Same old, no complaints he's just glad it's not snowing
That means the golf course is open, that's his home
Memories on fairways with him I really miss those
Canadian boy got letters in the zip code
Winter cold no watch needed to keep the wrist frozen
Got me thinking bout the early days
The first time I learned to skate
My first funeral when uncle Charlie met the pearly gates
Days we don't worry things
Time moved so slow months felt way longer than 30 days
Instead of scrolling phones, I was turning pages
Instead of burning bridges, I was burning daylight
When late nights were great nights
That was way before I left the nest and had to take flight
Is home where you start
Or is home where you are right now
Is home a place
Or is home a state of mind
Only one way to find out
So I had to fly out
The city that I'm from
It was fun, we were young and dumb
Now we're all grown up
The city that I'm from
I miss the city that I'm from
Los Angeles my second home
First time I visit as a kid I was like ten or so
Child actor working hoping maybe I was next to blow
Knowing that one day I'll have to make the move to get it going
Cause back home there's only so far that I could take it to
Fast forward few years and then we make the move
New room, new house, new school, new route
Same old feelings of nostalgia 'bout my home town
But new memories would soon compete with old ones
Palm trees, calm seas, basking in the gold sun
First kiss, first sip, cracking open cold ones
Burbank was great there's worse places I could grow up
But everything would change as soon as you showed up
Those some feelings of nostalgia start to show up
Damn, got me flustered I'm repeating myself
I see our future, you and me, a family in a house
Is home where we start
Or is home where we are right now
Is home a place
Or is home a state of mind
Only one way to know
So we had to make our own home
The city that I'm from
It was fun, we were young and dumb
Now we're all grown up
The city that I'm from
I miss the city that I'm from
Married for a couple years- time to put our roots down
California living now a days feeling too crowded
Over-priced apartments, paper walls feeling too loud
Damn, feel like an old man, I think it's time to move out
Every month we would drive to see your family out in Vegas
Loved it so it turned into a weekly basis
I knew it was was a problem when the thought of driving back home to Los Angeles would make us anxious
That's when I knew we had to change the address
Pack the couch, pack the rugs, bed frame and mattress
It was a risky thing to do
But as long as I'm with you
Then there's nothing I can lose
So let's go ahead and make it happen
Put the roots down planted the seeds
Build a firm foundation for the family tree
Can't wait to teach our kids to skate, take them golfing
Wasn't sure where home was, I think I finally solved it
Home is not where the roofs are
A home is not a driveway with new cars
Home is not a new start
Home is when I'm too far from everything I know and still feel at home
Cause home is where you are
The city that I'm from
It was fun, we were young and dumb
Now we're all grown up




The city that I'm from
I miss the city that I'm from

Overall Meaning

Connor Price's song "Roots" is an ode to two cities that have made an impact on his life- Markham, Ontario, and Los Angeles. In the first verse, he talks about his nostalgic memories of Markham- calling his dad, hitting the golf course with him, and learning to skate. He wonders if home is where he started or where he is now. In the second verse, he describes the move to Los Angeles, where he would later meet his wife. He acknowledges the different memories he made there- his first kiss, sipping cold beer, and building a life with his wife. He concludes that home isn't just a place but also a state of mind and feeling.


Line by Line Meaning

The city that I'm from
Reflecting on my childhood and where I was raised


It was fun, we were young and dumb
Remembering the carefree nature of being young


Now we're all grown up
Realizing that time has passed and things have changed


I miss the city that I'm from
Feeling nostalgic for the place that I grew up in


Markham Ontario, the first place I call home
Naming the specific city that holds sentimental value


905 that's what I dial when I call home
Referencing the area code for the city he grew up in


My dad picking up the phone ask him how it's going
Recalling a familiar conversation with his father


Same old, no complaints he's just glad it's not snowing
Describing the typical answer and weather in his hometown


That means the golf course is open, that's his home
Implying that golf is an important part of his father's life


Memories on fairways with him I really miss those
Missing the experiences that he shared with his father


Canadian boy got letters in the zip code
Proudly identifying with his home country


Winter cold no watch needed to keep the wrist frozen
Remembering the harsh winters in his hometown


Got me thinking bout the early days
Reflecting on his childhood experiences


The first time I learned to skate
A specific and fond memory from his childhood


My first funeral when uncle Charlie met the pearly gates
Recalling a somber moment from his youth


Days we don't worry things
Remembering a time before adult responsibilities


Time moved so slow months felt way longer than 30 days
Noticing how time seemed to pass differently in his youth


Instead of scrolling phones, I was turning pages
Comparing his childhood to the technology-driven present


Instead of burning bridges, I was burning daylight
Not wasting time on negativity, but experiencing life fully


When late nights were great nights
Celebrating the carefree spirit of youth


That was way before I left the nest and had to take flight
Acknowledging the transition into adulthood and leaving home


Is home where you start
Asking a philosophical question about what makes a home


Or is home where you are right now
Challenging the notion of home being a specific place


Is home a place
Asking a further philosophical question


Or is home a state of mind
Proposing that home can be a mentality


Only one way to find out
Suggesting that everyone's definition of home is personal


So I had to fly out
Taking a journey to find the answer


Los Angeles my second home
Referring to a place where he has spent significant time


First time I visit as a kid I was like ten or so
Remembering his first trip to LA


Child actor working hoping maybe I was next to blow
Referencing his aspirations and career in the entertainment industry


Knowing that one day I'll have to make the move to get it going
Understanding that he would eventually have to leave his hometown to pursue his goals


Cause back home there's only so far that I could take it to
Recognizing the limitations of his hometown


Fast forward few years and then we make the move
Reflecting on a pivotal decision to relocate


New room, new house, new school, new route
Describing the changes that came with moving


But new memories would soon compete with old ones
Understanding that his new experiences would become just as important as his old ones


Palm trees, calm seas, basking in the gold sun
Painting a picture of his new home in LA


First kiss, first sip, cracking open cold ones
Recalling significant moments in his new life


Burbank was great there's worse places I could grow up
Acknowledging the positives of his new life while recognizing potential negatives of his old life


But everything would change as soon as you showed up
Highlighting the transformative effect of finding a romantic partner


Those some feelings of nostalgia start to show up
Noting that his nostalgia for his hometown would resurface


Damn, got me flustered I'm repeating myself
Experiencing strong emotions about the complexities of home


I see our future, you and me, a family in a house
Envisioning a future with his partner


Is home where we start
Asking the philosophical question again in a different context


Or is home where we are right now
Posing the same question, but in relation to his current situation


Only one way to know
Reiterating that the definition of home is personal


So we had to make our own home
Making a decision to create a new home with his partner


Married for a couple years- time to put our roots down
Committing to building a lasting life with his partner


California living now a days feeling too crowded
Noticing the downsides of his current location


Over-priced apartments, paper walls feeling too loud
Criticizing aspects of his current living situation


Damn, feel like an old man, I think it's time to move out
Acknowledging that his current lifestyle no longer suits him


Every month we would drive to see your family out in Vegas
Detailing a regular trip he takes with his partner


Loved it so it turned into a weekly basis
Enjoying the quality time with his partner's family


I knew it was was a problem when the thought of driving back home to Los Angeles would make us anxious
Recognizing that he no longer felt at home in his current location


That's when I knew we had to change the address
Realizing that they needed a new home


Pack the couch, pack the rugs, bed frame and mattress
Preparing to move homes


It was a risky thing to do
Acknowledging that moving was a bold decision


But as long as I'm with you
Expressing confidence in his partner


Then there's nothing I can lose
Feeling secure in his relationship


So let's go ahead and make it happen
Embracing change and finding a new home


Put the roots down planted the seeds
Building a new home and foundation


Build a firm foundation for the family tree
Creating a solid foundation for their future family


Can't wait to teach our kids to skate, take them golfing
Excited to pass down hobbies and traditions to future children


Wasn't sure where home was, I think I finally solved it
Feeling confident that he has found his definition of home


Home is not where the roofs are
Making a statement about the true meaning of home


A home is not a driveway with new cars
Continuing to refute common misconceptions about home


Home is not a new start
Stating that a new beginning does not constitute a new home


Home is when I'm too far from everything I know and still feel at home
Defining home as a feeling of comfort and familiarity, regardless of location


Cause home is where you are
Affirming that home is defined by the people you are with




Lyrics © DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Connor Price

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Avachan


on Selfish

I like this song. But I am not able to get the context. Can someone explain the meaning? Is it between a son and his mom or between 2 friends?

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