Going Home (Metaphorically)

This song is included on the Up in the Air soundtrack, a soundtrack and movie I respect, and would like to review the elements of the dualism between community vs. non-community in a future entry. For now, listen to this song, or take in Dan's (another Dan, confusing, I know) lyrics. They have been cathartic and inspiring as I continue to write Rust-Belt memories.

Goin' Home by Dan Auerbach

I’ve spent too long away from home

Did all the things I could have done

Gone are the days of endless thrills

I know I’m not the only one

So long, I’m goin’, goin’ home…

I saw the streets all ripe with jewels

Balconies and the laundry lines

They tried to make me welcome there

But their streets did not feel like mine

So long, I’m goin’, goin’ home…

I want the sun to hit my face

Through oak trees in the open lot

Forget about the things you want

Be thankful for what all you got

So long, I’m goin’, goin’ home…

Goforth and See,

Dan