Streets
Jay Carlin Lyrics
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Ride around every cul-de-sac in this neighborhood
I knew these places better than my own two feet
Suburban arteries and forests made of concrete
Life picked me up and then it carried me so far away from here
Days turned to months, and then the months turned to years
Funny how a piece of ground can make everything feel okay
These are the streets I grew up on
Sidewalks that I'd ride my bike down
This house where Mom left the lights on
These streets are the streets that I still call home
I remember when this tall tree was still just a seed
Planted there when my Dad deployed to the Middle East
Just like that tree, I'm standing where my story began
It's more than just a house it's where a boy became a man
But life picked me up and then it carried me so far away from here
Days turned to months, and then the months turned to years
Funny how a piece of ground can make everything feel okay
It's been so long but it's almost like I was here yesterday
These are the streets I grew up on
Sidewalks that I'd ride my bike down
This house where Mom left the lights on
These streets are the streets that I still call home
Just standing here again feels strange
Can't bring myself to walk away from this place
Cause now I only want to stay where I am
But sometimes everything must change
To find happiness I had to escape from this cage
But I will not forget those days
Cause these streets are who I am
These are the streets I grew up on
Sidewalks that I'd ride my bike down
This house where Mom left the lights on
These streets are the streets that I still call home
These are the streets I grew up on
Sidewalks that I'd ride my bike down
This house where Mom left the lights on
These streets are the streets that I still call home
These are the streets I grew up on
These streets are the streets that I still call home
These are the streets I grew up on
These streets are the streets that I still call home
These are the streets I grew up on
The song "Streets" by Jay Carlin is a nostalgic tribute to the singer's childhood memories of growing up in a suburban neighborhood. The opening lyrics immediately set the scene, with the singer reminiscing about riding their bike through the cul-de-sacs of their childhood home. The specificity of the suburban references, such as the "suburban arteries and forests made of concrete," further evoke a sense of familiarity and comfort for the singer.
The chorus serves as a reminder that even as time passes and life takes us away from our roots, we can still hold onto the memories and the feeling of home in the streets we grew up on. The lyrics "Funny how a piece of ground can make everything feel okay" express the idea that returning to familiar places can be a solace, even when things have changed around us. However, the final line of the chorus, "These streets are the streets that I still call home," reveals that even as the singer has moved on to new experiences, their roots still hold a special place in their identity.
The final verse acknowledges the bittersweet nature of nostalgia and the need to move on in order to find happiness. The line "But sometimes everything must change / To find happiness I had to escape from this cage" conveys the singer's awareness that while they may always have a deep connection to their childhood home, they needed to leave in order to grow and find fulfillment.
Overall, "Streets" is a poignant reflection on the meaning of home and the lasting impact of our childhood experiences.
Line by Line Meaning
I remember when I was 10 years old I would Ride around every cul-de-sac in this neighborhood
The singer reminisces about their childhood days when they roamed around the empty streets of their neighborhood on their bike
I knew these places better than my own two feet Suburban arteries and forests made of concrete
The singer intimately knows the streets, sidewalks and alleys of their neighborhood, which are symbolic of their suburban lifestyle
Life picked me up and then it carried me so far away from here Days turned to months, and then the months turned to years Funny how a piece of ground can make everything feel okay It's been so long but it's almost like I was here yesterday
The singer reflects on how their life has changed since they left their childhood home, but looking back they realize how much they miss those familiar streets and the comfort they bring
These are the streets I grew up on Sidewalks that I'd ride my bike down This house where Mom left the lights on These streets are the streets that I still call home
The artist identifies the streets he grew up on as his true home, and the house where his mom would leave the lights on as the place where he feels most comfortable and secure
Just like that tree, I'm standing where my story began It's more than just a house it's where a boy became a man
The artist draws a comparison between himself and the tall tree that was planted when his father was deployed to the Middle East; both have grown into something greater than what they were at the start.
But life picked me up and then it carried me so far away from here Days turned to months, and then the months turned to years Funny how a piece of ground can make everything feel okay It's been so long but it's almost like I was here yesterday
The singer reiterates how much they miss their hometown, and how even though time has passed, they still feel as though they were there only yesterday
Just standing here again feels strange Can't bring myself to walk away from this place Cause now I only want to stay where I am But sometimes everything must change To find happiness I had to escape from this cage But I will not forget those days Cause these streets are who I am
The singer reflects that while their hometown represents a time of happiness, change was necessary for their personal growth and development. However, they will never forget their past and the place that shaped who they are.
These are the streets I grew up on Sidewalks that I'd ride my bike down This house where Mom left the lights on These streets are the streets that I still call home
The artist concludes that the streets they grew up on, the sidewalks they rode their bike down, and the house where their mom left the lights on are the true definition of home.
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Written by: James Carlin
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