Home

written by: Sarah McLachlan

Lyrics

A child walks to the river
And looks as far as she can see
And draws each breath as if it were the last
And wipes away the tears across her sleeve
She can see where the river crawls into the sea
Like a baby into mother’s care
Somehow the longing is so far away
The innocence so wasted and aware

Look at the child with the dream in her eyes
Holding it deep inside her
Home… Home…

So much anger, so deeply ingrained
Seemed a burden that was hers alone
She didn’t think that there was anything wrong
With wanting a life that she could call her own
How could I explain?
You would not want to hear
You wouldn’t listen if I talked anyway
For you were too weighed down by your own fears

Look at the child with the dream in her eyes
Holding it deep inside…

Home… Home… Home… Home…

 

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Versions

Album Version
from “Solace”
Track length: 4:45

Live: Live EP
from the “Live EP 1992”
Track length: 6:05

Live: Fumbling Towards Ecstasy Live
from “Fumbling Towards Ecstasy Live DVD”
Track length: ???

 

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Credits

Vocals: Sarah McLachlan
Drums: Ronald Jones
Bass: Daryl Exnicious
Electric Guitars, Mandolin: Bill Dillon
Piano, Keyboards, Percussion: Pierre Marchand

 

Collaborations

 

Trivia/Notes

 

Sarah says

“Home has to do with not being accepted by your peers. It’s about looking for acceptance and finding it with those who aren’t accepted by anyone else either.”
– Nite Movies, June 1991

 

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