December 2019
[Verse 1]
When did this old house start feeling empty?
Did I lose track of the time?
Its wailing walls call out to meet me
But I still say I’m fine
[Verse 2]
When did I change my mind?
‘Cause it used to be so easy
I’d drown my time with me, myself, and I
But now I don’t like when it’s just me
[Pre-Chorus]
This town’s not full, and I’m empty
[Chorus]
I used to want to be alone
But now I don’t want that anymore
This town has changed what I’ve known of home
Cause home’s not what it was before
[Verse 3]
The years have changed what I’ve always known
Just please lend me your company
But in the midst of all my crooning groans
This house is only holding me
[Pre-Chorus]
This town’s not full, and I’m empty
[Chorus]
I used to want to be alone
But now I don’t want that anymore
This town has changed what I’ve known of home
Cause home’s not what it was before
[Pre-Chorus]
This town’s not full, and I’m empty
This town’s not full, and I’m empty
Standard Tuning: Capo 2
Verse: Dm Am7 C G // Dm Am7 G [2x]
Pre-Chorus: Dm Am7 G
Chorus: Am7 F C C/B [4x]
Growing up, I always considered myself a hardcore introvert. I’d happily spend my time without hardly any interaction with others. But when I left for college, I found myself wanting to spend more and more time with people. While I’m definitely still an introvert at my core, I was sliding into becoming a more extroverted introvert. It was good – I needed those connections.
I ended up getting to stay behind in Kirksville this semester for a couple of days after classes ended. Turns out, it’s a whole different town when there is no student population in it. And while I enjoyed the desolate-ness of the town, I quickly found myself wishing to be with friends.
This song is also about learning to redefine what home is. When you leave for college, your perspective of “home” changes. Once I got to Kirksville, I found myself having two homes for once in my life. This song is my attempt to understand what it is like to have multiple homes – not detracting from each other, but separate from one another. “Home’s not what it was before” because I now have a dual perspective on home. Home is both where I grew up, and where my community is.
“Home” is different now, but it is still home. It’s still good.
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