Keep Coming Home
Darlingside Lyrics


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I got lost on endless land
On endless land I'm lost again
Keep coming home

I remember seeing you
The flat end of a bottle through
Keep coming home
Comb the stairs, make us a drink
The sun is set and in the sink
I keep coming home

Every little thing and large
Is off its track and banking hard
Fever trees against the headlights
Starlings spiral out of sight
I keep coming home





I get caught in my own web
And love you to the gills again

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Darlingside's "Keep Coming Home" paint a vivid picture of the emotional struggle the singer is facing. The line "I got lost on endless land, on endless land I'm lost again" speaks to the feeling of being stuck in an endless cycle of confusion, where one cannot escape the turmoil of their mind. The repetition of the phrase "Keep coming home" throughout the song can be interpreted as an urging to return to a place of comfort and familiarity, whether that be a physical location or a state of mind.


The second verse reveals a memory of the singer seeing someone else "through the flat end of a bottle," which could suggest a view distorted by alcohol or perhaps a time of turmoil in the relationship. The third verse paints a picture of someone coming home after a long day and finding solace in completing mundane tasks such as combing the stairs and making a drink. This can be seen as a small victory in finding routine amidst chaos.


Line by Line Meaning

I got lost on endless land
I am disoriented and directionless in an endless expanse


On endless land I'm lost again
The endless land I am on continues to bewilder and perplex me, leaving me lost yet again


Keep coming home
I am drawn to the familiarity and comfort of returning home


I remember seeing you
I recall a memory of seeing you in my mind's eye


The flat end of a bottle through
The image in my recollection is distorted by the presence of a bottle or alcohol


Keep coming home
Despite the hazy memories, I still feel the urge to come home


Comb the stairs, make us a drink
I am preparing myself and my surroundings for relaxation and comfort


The sun is set and in the sink
The day is over and has been washed away, signaling a time for rest


I keep coming home
Regardless of the day's events, I continue to return home as a place of safety and peace


Every little thing and large
All aspects of life, no matter how small or significant, are thrown off course


Is off its track and banking hard
Everything is in disarray and struggling to regain stability


Fever trees against the headlights
The trees' distorted appearance is emphasized by the passing lights of a moving vehicle


Starlings spiral out of sight
The sight of the disorienting birds flying in a spiral pattern fades away as they disappear from view


I keep coming home
Despite the chaos and disorientation of the outside world, the comfort of home remains my constant


I get caught in my own web
I become entangled in my own thoughts, feelings, and emotions


And love you to the gills again
Yet despite the emotional turmoil, my love for you remains overwhelming and all-consuming




Writer(s): Donald Lewis Mitchell, Auyon Mukharji, Harris Andrew Paseltiner, David Culver Senft

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