Homesick
Taylor Edwards Lyrics
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Is in a box up in the attic
My light blue teenage dream car
Is somewhere in a junkyard
That band I played all summer
Was a real big one-hit wonder
Like that boyfriend from Missouri
Most things in my life just run their course
But then I walk right back through that front door
And I still ain't sick of home
Sick of them same old roads
Sick of that Wal-Mart parking lot and if you know you know
I burn out on everything else
Hell I'm even kinda over myself
But I'll never get rid of
Never get my fill of
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of
Home
Sick of home sick of home sick
Sick of home sick of home sick of home sick
No there ain't nothing flashy
About one stoplight that's flashing
Everybody knows your business
Middle names and your first kisses
I still ain't grown out of where I grew up
It's where I go when I need space to run
Yeah I still ain't sick of home
Sick of them same old roads
Sick of that Wal-Mart parking lot and if you know you know
I burn out on everything else
Hell I'm even kinda over myself
But I'll never get rid of
Never get my fill of
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of
Home
Sick of home sick of home sick
Sick of home sick of home sick of home sick
If it ever does get old
I'll let you know
But I just don'
Ever get sick of home
Sick of them same old roads
Sick of that Wal-Mart parking lot and if you know you know
I burn out on everything else
Hell I'm even kinda over myself
But I'll never get rid of
Never get my fill of
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of
Home
Sick of home sick of home sick
Sick of home sick of home sick of home sick
I'll never get rid of
Never get my fill of
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of home
In Taylor Edwards's song "Homesick," the lyrics reflect a deep connection and love for the singer's hometown. The first verse begins by mentioning various items that hold sentimental value, such as a classic leather jacket and a light blue teenage dream car. These possessions may no longer be in use or easily accessible, but they are still cherished and stored away. Similarly, the singer mentions a band they played in during the summer, which achieved only temporary success as a one-hit wonder. Additionally, a past relationship with a boyfriend from Missouri is mentioned, suggesting that it was short-lived and the singer quickly moved on.
The chorus emphasizes the singer's unwavering attachment to their hometown. Despite potentially becoming weary of various aspects in life, such as other places, themselves, or even the mundane routines, they emphasize that they never tire of their home. The repetition of the phrase "sick of home" conveys a sense of longing and affection for the familiarity and comfort that only their hometown provides. The mention of "the same old roads" and the "Wal-Mart parking lot" further exemplifies the singer's deep-rooted connection and vivid memories associated with their hometown.
The second verse continues to highlight the singer's fondness for their hometown. It emphasizes the simplicity and lack of flashiness found in a small town, where everyone knows one another's business and personal details. Despite potentially growing up and out of the town, the singer admits that whenever they need space to run, they always return to their hometown. This reinforces the idea that the singer's hometown is a source of solace, a place where they feel free and grounded.
Line by Line Meaning
That classic leather jacket
The embodiment of my past and youthful rebellion, now tucked away and forgotten
Is in a box up in the attic
Stored away, gathering dust, a relic of who I once was
My light blue teenage dream car
Symbolizing my nostalgic aspirations and desires of the past
Is somewhere in a junkyard
Left to decay and deteriorate, just like the dreams it once represented
That band I played all summer
The temporary fame and excitement of being part of a popular band during one season
Was a real big one-hit wonder
Their success faded as quickly as it came, leaving behind mere memories
Like that boyfriend from Missouri
A relationship that ended swiftly and left no lasting impact
I got over in a hurry
I quickly moved on, leaving the past behind without dwelling on it
Most things in my life just run their course
The natural progression and conclusion of various aspects of my life
But then I walk right back through that front door
Returning to the familiar comforts and familiarity of my hometown
And I still ain't sick of home
Despite the passage of time, I haven't grown tired or weary of my hometown
Sick of them same old roads
Although the roads remain unchanged, they hold memories and a sense of belonging
Sick of that Wal-Mart parking lot and if you know you know
Even mundane places like the Wal-Mart parking lot hold significance and familiarity
I burn out on everything else
I tire easily of other experiences and places that aren't home
Hell I'm even kinda over myself
Even my own sense of self can sometimes become exhausting and mundane
But I'll never get rid of
I will always hold on to
Never get my fill of
I will never be satisfied or content with
No I don't think I'll ever get sick of
I don't believe I will ever grow weary or tired of
No there ain't nothing flashy
There is nothing glamourous or extraordinary
About one stoplight that's flashing
The only source of light and activity in a small, unremarkable town
Everybody knows your business
In close-knit communities, personal information is widely known and shared
Middle names and your first kisses
Intimate details of individuals' lives are common knowledge among residents
I still ain't grown out of where I grew up
Despite maturing and evolving, my roots and attachment to my hometown remain strong
It's where I go when I need space to run
Returning to my hometown provides solace and freedom from the chaos of the outside world
If it ever does get old
In the unlikely event that familiarity becomes monotonous
I'll let you know
I will inform others if that day ever comes
But I just don't
But, at the moment, it remains an enduring sentiment
Lyrics © DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JON NITE, LINDSAY RIMES, NICOLE GALYON
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