Home Sweet Home
Rust Belt Lights Lyrics


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I said this winter was my last,
And Summer came and passed.
The years keep flying by so fast.
If something doesn't change
I'm gonna go insane.

There goes another year,
And I'm still here.
Another week, another month, another year
And I'm still here, and I'm still here.
Another week, another month, another year
And I'm still here.

HEY! HEY! I'll pack my bags and drive away.
HEY! HEY! Nowhere to go, I guess I'll stay.

Another week, another month, another year
Another week, another month, another year
Another week, another month, another year

HEY! HEY! I'll pack my bags and drive away.
HEY! HEY! Nowhere to go, I guess I'll stay.

I've got a love and hate with New York state.
(Home, sweet home.)
My body is freezing. My heart can't feel the pain.
(Home, sweet home.)
I'll drown myself in a melody
And some cheap whiskey should keep me warm tonight.




And when I'm done feeling all alone,
I'll come to terms with my home, sweet home.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Rust Belt Lights's song Home, Sweet Home are a bittersweet declaration of the singer's relationship with their hometown. The opening lines convey the singer's dissatisfaction with their life in the town, and their desire for change. They suggest that they are trapped in a cycle of feeling stuck and unfulfilled, and that something needs to change before they go insane. This is a relatable sentiment, a feeling shared by many of those raised in towns where opportunities are scarce, and the future can feel claustrophobic. However, the chorus of the song reveals that despite these feelings, the singer has no intention of leaving. The repetition of the phrase, "Another week, another month, another year, and I'm still here," shows the resignation of the singer to their fate, and the lack of options that define their life. They have nowhere to go, so they will stay.


The final lines show the singer coming to some kind of acceptance with their situation. They reveal that the singer's feelings towards their hometown are complicated, with love and hate intertwined. They suggest that while the singer feels the pain of the town's economic decline, they are also capable of finding beauty and solace in the town's culture and sense of community. The line, "My body is freezing, my heart can't feel the pain," speaks to the singer's numbness and disconnection from their environment. They are struggling to connect with the town at a visceral level, but they are trying. The song ends with the singer's affirmation that they will come to terms with their "home, sweet home," a resolution that emphasizes the complex relationship between the singer and their hometown that defines the lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

I said this winter was my last,
I thought I'd leave this place for good, this winter.


And Summer came and passed.
Summer went by quickly and it's already over.


The years keep flying by so fast.
Time seems to pass too quickly.


If something doesn't change
If I don't make a change,


I'm gonna go insane.
I'll end up losing my mind.


There goes another year,
Another year has passed.


And I'm still here.
And yet, I'm still here, in the same place.


HEY! HEY! I'll pack my bags and drive away.
I'll leave this place and start over somewhere new.


HEY! HEY! Nowhere to go, I guess I'll stay.
But since I have nowhere else to go, I suppose I'll stay here.


Another week, another month, another year
Time keeps passing by, and nothing really changes.


I've got a love and hate with New York state.
My feelings for this place are mixed - I both love it and hate it.


(Home, sweet home.)
(Referring to New York state as 'home sweet home'.)


My body is freezing. My heart can't feel the pain.
I'm so used to the cold now that it doesn't even bother me anymore.


I'll drown myself in a melody
I'll lose myself in music


And some cheap whiskey should keep me warm tonight.
And to keep myself warm, I'll drink some cheap whiskey.


And when I'm done feeling all alone,
Once I've had my fill of feeling lonely,


I'll come to terms with my home, sweet home.
I'll eventually accept that this is where I belong.




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Chad Barber

one of my fav RUST BELT LIGHT joints

john boner

Wish they were still together. So fucking good

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