No Direction Home
Laura Sauvage Lyrics


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Winter’s a-coming
There’s snow on the bank
The money is frozen
Gotta fill up the tank
I ain’t got far to drive
But it’s when I come back
Wasting days up to midnight
Tryin’ to find my jack

The wind on my window
Keeps me up, I think
The dreams I make are
starting to shrink
The fire is gone
Was it here at all?
There’s no second exit
It left by the hall

I see Mother Mary
On top of the door
Of course she carries
her name like a horse
She’s been going around
looking for the fire
Nothing was found
Except the shame of desire

The air is heavy
The walls are thin
Don’t quit the breathing
Just take me in
I’ve been going around
Trading fire for fuel
I can’t afford to sell
I’ve got nothing to duel

I don’t play with cards
I just play with aces
If they’re not dealt right
I won’t remember faces

You can steal from my pockets
You can eat off my bones
No heat, no love
No direction home

(I don’t play with cards
I just play with aces
If they’re not dealt right
I won’t remember faces

You can steal from my pockets
You can eat off my bones




No heat, no love
No direction home)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Laura Sauvage's song "No Direction Home" convey a sense of winter's arrival and the challenges faced by the singer. The mention of snow and frozen money suggests a cold and stagnant financial situation. The line "Gotta fill up the tank" could be interpreted as the need to keep moving forward despite limited resources.


The lyrics reflect a feeling of restlessness and searching for purpose as the singer describes wasting days until midnight, trying to find their "jack," which could symbolize a sense of stability, guidance, or personal fulfillment. The wind on the window is personified as a constant distraction that keeps the singer awake at night. The dreams they once had are beginning to diminish and lose their significance.


The mention of "Mother Mary on top of the door" refers to a religious symbol, possibly representing a source of hope or guidance for the singer. However, the lyrics suggest that even Mother Mary, carrying her name like a horse, is searching for something elusive. The absence of fire signifies a loss of passion, desire, or motivation. The singer seems to feel a sense of shame or disappointment in their own desires.


The heavy air and thin walls create an oppressive atmosphere, as if the singer feels trapped and suffocated by their circumstances. The line "Don’t quit the breathing/Just take me in" suggests a resignation to their situation, accepting that they must continue to survive even if they feel overwhelmed.


The lyrics indicate that the singer has been going around "trading fire for fuel." This may reflect a struggle to give up their passion or creativity in exchange for practical necessities, resulting in a feeling of emptiness or lack of fulfillment. The mention of playing with aces instead of cards suggests that the singer believes in relying on their own strengths and abilities. However, the condition that they must be "dealt right" implies that they require a stroke of luck or the right circumstances to succeed or remember those who have crossed their path.


The closing lines of the song express a sense of vulnerability and resignation. The noted possibility of theft from their pockets or consumption of their very essence (eating off their bones) highlights the singer's lack of material possessions and personal warmth. The lack of heat, love, and direction speaks to a larger sense of being lost and without a clear path forward or a sense of belonging.


Overall, "No Direction Home" captures the struggles and uncertainties of the singer's life, depicting a feeling of restlessness, searching for purpose, and a sense of disillusionment. The lyrics convey a longing for stability, passion, and connection, while also acknowledging the limitations and challenges that stand in their way.


Line by Line Meaning

Winter’s a-coming
The season of winter is approaching


There’s snow on the bank
There is snow accumulated on the ground


The money is frozen
My finances are stagnant and unavailable


Gotta fill up the tank
I need to refill my fuel supply


I ain’t got far to drive
I don't have a long distance to travel


But it’s when I come back
But the return journey is important


Wasting days up to midnight
Spending time unproductively until midnight


Tryin’ to find my jack
Struggling to discover my hidden potential


The wind on my window
The gust of wind against my windowpane


Keeps me up, I think
It prevents me from falling asleep, I contemplate


The dreams I make are starting to shrink
The aspirations I create are diminishing in size


The fire is gone
The passion has been extinguished


Was it here at all?
Was it ever truly present?


There’s no second exit
There is no alternative escape route


It left by the hall
It departed through the hallway


I see Mother Mary
I see an image of Mother Mary


On top of the door
Positioned above the entrance


Of course she carries her name like a horse
Obviously, she bears her name proudly like a strong animal


She’s been going around looking for the fire
She has been searching for the lost fervor


Nothing was found except the shame of desire
Nothing was discovered except the guilt associated with longing


The air is heavy
The atmosphere feels oppressive


The walls are thin
The walls have minimal strength


Don’t quit the breathing
Do not cease the act of breathing


Just take me in
Just accept me into your presence


I’ve been going around
I have been roaming


Trading fire for fuel
Exchanging passion for basic sustenance


I can’t afford to sell
I cannot bear to part with


I’ve got nothing to duel
I have nothing to fight or dispute


I don’t play with cards
I don't engage in card games


I just play with aces
I solely play with the highest-ranking cards


If they’re not dealt right
If they are not correctly distributed


I won’t remember faces
I will not recall people's identities


You can steal from my pockets
You can take from my possessions


You can eat off my bones
You can take advantage of my vulnerability


No heat, no love
There is no warmth, no affection


No direction home
There is no specific path to return to




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Laura Sauvage

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