Verse 1
(Quiet piano, raw acoustic guitar)
I’m watching headlights fade into the grey
Another year of running from the things I couldn't say
I see the families laughing through the window pane
While I’m just standing here, adapting to the rain
I’ve got the keys, I play the part, I built a life so grand
But I’m still holding onto air, wishing for a hand.
Pre-Chorus
(Deep, rhythmic bass pulse starts)
They write those songs that tell you "go back to where you start"
But what if every single chapter tore your world apart?
Yeah, the smoke is clearing, and the truth is cold:
There is no shelter left for us to hold.
Chorus
(The beat drops – massive, slow, cinematic stomp-and-clap)
And oh, I miss home!
But I miss a place I’ve never even known!
I miss the warm light that they never kept lit
I miss the open arms that never seemed to fit.
I’m homesick for a house that was built on a lie
Left us holding our breath under a heavy sky.
Yeah, I miss home...
But tonight, I’m gonna build it on my own.
Verse 2
(Steady, driving beat. More vocal power)
I wanted them to love me, not just love the show
I wanted them to see the kid they didn’t want to know
The one who learned to whisper so she wouldn’t make a sound
The one who kept the secrets when the walls came crashing down.
I was the perfect soldier, standing at the door
But I’m not fighting in their battles anymore.
Pre-Chorus
(Tension rising, backing vocals echo)
They write those songs that tell you "go back to where you start"
But what if every single chapter tore your world apart?
There is no shelter left for us to hold.
Chorus
(Full power. Epic, stadium-sized orchestral release)
And oh, I miss home!
But I miss a place I’ve never even known!
I miss the warm light that they never kept lit
I miss the open arms that never seemed to fit.
I’m homesick for a house that was built on a lie
Left us holding our breath under a heavy sky.
Yeah, I miss home...
But tonight, I’m gonna build it on my own.
Bridge
(All instruments cut out. Just a raw, trembling voice building to a scream)
They write those anthems about going where you belong
But what do you do when the place you belong was all wrong?
When the teachers were cold and the values they sold were a fake?
How much of their poison are we supposed to take?!
I can’t go back... there’s nothing left to find!
So I’m holding the hand of the child they left behind!
(Vocal belt – absolute explosion of sound):
SHE IS MY HOME!
Chorus
(Final, biggest explosion. Full choir, driving drums, roaring guitars)
And oh, I miss home!
But I miss a place I’ve never even known!
I miss the warm light that they never kept lit
I’m homesick for a house that was built on a lie.
Yeah, I miss home...
But tonight, we're building it on our own.
Outro
(Soft, fading acoustic guitar)
Yeah, I’ve got you now.
The armor’s on the floor.
We don’t have to knock on their door anymore.
I used to miss home...
But we’re finally building our own.
We’re finally home.
Symmetry
