Home From Home Lyrics

Ian Broudie Home From Home

From high fives in vacant lots
To lowlives in highrise blocks
Through warm bars, easy action
Cold hearts, never passions

Oh father,
It seems a long way home
Oh further
than I was meaning to go

The future just went past us
It's only hip-hop diamond trash lust

Strange days fresh to follow
Cruel words hard to swallow
Long nights and feeling
Sunlight on stranger's ceilings

Oh father,
It's been a long, long run
Oh, it's further
than I was planning to come