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On My Way Home - Brown Word and the Big Whine

I'd been on the road making good time
Just came over this county line
When I'd been so rudely interrupted
Now I was cleaning up garbage behind the bar
Saving the oddly gotten dollar
Hoping to get a ticket for the bus

When I saw her gleaming sheen
Printed hot pink on metallic green
She had dollar signs across her face
'Twas a scratch-off in the grass there
And by god we had a winner
A hundred bucks in cash or trade

I went back in and told barkeep Lee
To cash me out, I'm finally free
As I spied the sheriff and his boys at their cards
Now there's the temptation of the alchemy
Which makes some cash into more money
All you gotta do is beat the odds

I sat down at the table cocky
Feeling a hundred kinds of lucky
And I put a blue chip on the very first hand
On the sheriff's turn he anted up
By the look on his face he felt his own luck
But as night would have it, it waned

I took up the pot and prepared leave
When the sheriff reached and grabbed my sleeve
And gave me an offer I never forgot
Would I play just one hand more
What he wagered was my own car
Locked in the Friendly Town impound lot

I sweated so hard as I sat right back down
The pot laid before me, the barkeep afrown
Every part of me screamed not to do it
The dealer passed the cards around
Just us two in our little showdown
I looked at my hand and I pretty much shit

It was two pair versus two pair
And I admit I'm not a seasoned player
But I never felt the air go out of a place
Like it did when he finally read 'em and wept
And exhibiting every pang of regret
As a miserable look crossed his face

And I got up on the table and I danced myself a jig
Because he who started it, lost it all right there,
That wily little pig

Now I'm on my way home
Back on track, my wallet in the black
If I never go back it will be too soon
I'll be keeping Friendly Town in my rearview

I'm on my way home, at last oh at last

ON MY WAY HOME
by Sweeney Toad and the Synthlads

I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home

Set up on the hill to be crucified
Never lose my cool that’s suicide
Wrecked death trap less wack better do or die
Never lose your neck expect to lose your life
Stay alert lay in dirt don’t panic
Got to get out I know magic
Fantastic feel my body start to change
Feel my brain get lifted shifted I’m deranged
I feel them fangs protrude in my mouth
I feel the hunger like a snake for a mouse
My skin is thin parts feeling scaly
Need to get free scary I’m bailing
I’m not failing need to leave this planet
I’ll be sailing I believe in magic
I break my chains with superhuman strength
Hybrid iguana I’m losing my way

I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home

Killer instinct insisting to kill
Whatever it takes to not die on this hill
I pounced on iguanas straight for the jugular
Sound of nirvana freedom for the motherland
Smothered and rather be dead and free
Than stuck on this planet don’t tread on me
I devoured their souls with devastating rage
My powers ascended I levitate away
Astral projection growing with haste
Long to go home start floating through space
I need to get back so I race home
A beacon of light I’m a space ghost
I know I must face my inner demons
Can’t find my way back cinders I breathe in
Lost in space a crude wormhole
Story of purgatory new normal

I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home

On My Way Home
by Lichen Throat

Miles above the mid-Atlantic
In seat 14A,
Open ocean so gigantic,
Clouds of white and grey.
Budapest lies far behind;
There’s blood in the water in Melbourne.
Sarah’s getting reassigned,
Her welcome now outworn.
On her way home to where the buffalo roam,
And hamburgers sizzle on the grill.
On her way home to the land she’s known
Since childhood on grove-covered hills.

She remembers what she heard
On the VOA:
“Rise up, rise up, and spread the word;
Throw off your chains today!”
But no one came in from the West
Or even rattled sabers.
All they did was puff their chests
And scrawl some words on paper.
On her way home to where the buffalo roam,
And hamburgers sizzle on the grill.
On her way home to the land she’s known
And the city on the seven hills.

A piece of her heart was left behind
Upon the Danube’s banks.
Her life forevermore entwined
With lines of Russian tanks.
Can they stand upon the brink
Without incurring risk?
Are brave words spoken with a wink
And marked with an asterisk?
On her way home to where the buffalo roam,
And hamburgers sizzle on the grill.
On her way home from the land she’s known,
Where voices now are stilled.

On My Way Home
My Social Uniform

You can't live a life without any scars
But I guess I took it just a little too far
Became a bus wreck in a suit and tie
The choice is either dead or just say goodbye

I'm on my way home
Don't know if I'll leave again
On my way home
Don't think you'll ever see me again
Back to my home
Where I can finally breathe again
I'm going home

I often dream of walking over water
So many steps but never going anywhere
It's so much work to convince yourself you matter
When you really can't change a thing

You really can't change a thing

I'm on my way home
Don't know if I'll leave again
On my way home
Don't think you'll ever see me again
Back to my home
Where I can finally breath again
I'm going home

I'm on my way home
On my way home
Back to my home
I'm going home

I'm just trying to say
There has to be a better way
To fill in the hole
Inside my soul

You really can't change a thing

I'm on my way home
On my way home
Back to my home
I'm going home

I'm on my way home
Don't know if I'll leave again
On my way home
Don't think you'll ever see me again
Back to my home
Where I can finally breath again
I'm going home

On My Way Home
Pigfarmer Jr

I know I made a promise
A promise I'm gonna break
'Cause I can't stand the pain she's in
Every minute she's awake
All the tears and the look on her face
It's more than I can take
I know I made a promise
A promise I'm going to break

There's a place I've got to go
On my way home
I can't help it if I lose control
On my way home
On my way home tonight

I try but I can't stop
Thinking about that man
I know the reality
I honestly understand
I'm a fool if I don't leave him alone
But I don't think I can
I try but I can't stop
Thinking about that man

There's a place I've got to go
On my way home
I can't help it if I lose control
On my way home
On my way home
On my way home tonight

On My Way Home
Lyrics - JJ
Music - Critical Rave Theory

Verse 1
I've climbed and fallen from mountaintops
Waited for the bad news to drop
Thought the cycle might never let me go

I tried to leave all these ghosts behind
Release the demons that held my mind
That kept me stuck in a loop on my own

Chorus (1/2)
I've been out at sea so long
Fighting storms and the unknown
Will I ever find my way back home

Verse 2
I mistrusted myself before
There was no one out there who doubted more
So much time lost to keeping score of each mistake I made

I'm ready now to rewrite the lines
To change the story while there's still time
No more days wasted on chasing the past

Chorus (full)
I've been out at sea so long
Fighting storms and the unknown
Will I ever find my way back home

When I've lost the need to roam
When the fears are all outgrown
I'll be free to find my way back home
I’m on my way

I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home

On My Way Home
by Max Bombast

On my way home last night
I maybe got into a fight
On my way home last night
My baby left me all uptight
And now the home isn't where the heart is

On my way home last night
I saw your brother get baptized
On my way home last night
I know your mother realized
That hope is disregarded

Because I never know when it's enough
I've been told not to interrupt
I've been told that I should go it alone
So now I am on my way home

On My Way Home

Sumner Sloane


On My Way Home to you
Gotta admit I'm coming back sooner than you wanted me to

On My Way Home maybe to stay
Sooner or later you'll just be asking me to go away

Don't wanna think about that
When I'm driving along
Don't want to get home and then find that you have gone

Don't want to think about that
When I'm out on the road
I'm On My Way Home

On My Way Home again
This is now and I've blocked out everything that was said

On My Way Home today
And when I get there I'm sure that you'll have a lot to say

Not gonna think about that
When I'm driving along
Not gonna think about what's right and who is wrong

Not gonna think about that
Cause I think I've grown
I'm On My Way Home

Not gonna think about that
As I'm driving along
Not gonna think about who's right and who is wrong

Not gonna think about that
Cause I think I've grown
I'm On My Way Home

On my way out of town
But I'll leave my phone if you want to tell me to turn around

I'm on the road driving away
But I'll be waiting for you to tell me come back again

Don't want to think about that
As I'm driving away
Don't want to think about how this scene will replay

Don't want to think about that
When I'm driving alone
I'm sure I'll be back home.

I'm sure I'll be back home.

On My Way Home
the pannacotta army

I'm on my way home
As you anticipated
I'm on my way home
And I'm so glad you waited

Somewhere way off the map
But I know the direction
Nothing to hold me back
So it won't be long until I'm there

I follow the road
I know where it leads me
A familiar place
And someone who needs me

Look up at the stars
Their light can inspire you
It's travelled so far
Across the years to find us here

I'm on my way home
Each day you get closer
I'm on my way home
My wanderlust's over

On My Way Home
D Martin

Dmaj7 (ish)
Mamma’s dead is what the subject read
Em
Popped up just before he went to bed
Dmaj7 Em
The body just a hyperlink in blue
Dmaj7
You serious Joe? You could have phoned instead
Em
Now Lyle’s scrolling the comments thread
Fmaj7 G Amaj7
Of long lost cousins and folks he never knew

Dmaj7
She had a boy -- so she did
EM
What happened to that kid?
Dmaj7 Em
I drove the bus that dropped him off from school
Dmaj7
Dipping chew was forbidden
Em
But they were living off the grid
Fmaj7 G Amaj7
So I tended just for him to bend the rules

F#m
And he’s too old now to change his tune
B7
Says “I won’t lick my wounds
E
Till I’m all alone
D A (E)
And I’m on my way home

Dmaj7
Lyle - That’s his name
Em
I’m surprised he even came
Dmaj7 Em
I haven’t seen him say a word to Joe
Dmaj7
He did the tile around my drain
Em
Looked good new now it’s stained
Fmaj7 G Amaj7
That was probably 20 years ago


Fmaj7
There’s no obits on the fridge
Em
Since the paper hit the skids
Fmaj7 Em
The funeral parlour posts one for a fee
Fmaj7
There’s a meadow by the bridge
Em
Past that house that has the pigeons
Fmaj7 G Amaj7
Maybe they could dedicate a tree

F#m
Papa Joe cleared out a room
B7
Organized a family zoom
E
Not a bitter bone
D A
Now that he’s home

Fmaj7 G A

Every-Man-Skis See-Man-Ski & Evermind

the curtains fall
as the street lights rage
I purse my lips
as I taste the rain

I'll tell myself
I'm not too far gone
I'm on my way home

as he flipped the switch
and the darkness came
I felt the cold
and that feeling remained

I'll tell myself
I'm not too far gone
I'm on my way home

I cursed the days that I was lazy
I cursed the days I stayed inside
I feed the fire in my mind
I'd be on my way home
if I actually tried

On My Way Home
by Hostess Mostess

When I was On My Way Home
I saw a girl holding back the stars,
Strained in her arms and the dark spilled all around her
And she cried out, and she faltered
And the night burst like a bomb
When I was On My Way Home

When I was On My Way Home
I passed a machine [ed: not "pasta machine"] that was tuned to find its god
And it sucked the earth and it burned each piece to examine
And it spit out all the ashes
'Til it nearly drowned the sun
When I was On My Way Home

When I was On My Way Home
On the crumbling mountain there were soldiers forging chains
Out of bones of the dead ones died before them
And the avalanche thundered 'round them
While they chained themselves to stones
While I was On My Way Home

When I was On My Way Home
My faith in horizons met the morning fog each day
And the valley yawned like an ocean of doubt before me
And each evening when I lay down
Oh my heart felt nearly gone
When I was On My Way Home

Waiting there in the final place is the lovely mist of dawn
Drenching us with her endless grace on her long and luscious lawn
Can't you feel it so deep inside when your eyes are tired and closed
You've got to feel it with all your might when you're walking on the road
When you're walking on the road

When we were On Our Way Home
The rain fed the flood, every step a rising tide
We trudged so hard but we lost the earth beneath us
And I held on, and you held on
And we never felt alone
When we were On Our Way Home
When I was On My Way Home

(cc 4.0 BY-NC-SA by Hostess Mostess, Brent Stansfield, 2021)

On My Way Home - By Hoblit

Maybe I read the constitution wrong
Perhaps I didn't read it carefully
but I'm often headstrong, regurgitating my song
so inaccurately

Protesting the situation now
I wave that flag so flagrantly
but I do not know how, to make the right vow
so conspicuously

My arrogance is almost palpable
I've got the media on my side
Safe inside my bubble, I don't have any trouble

So now I'm on my way home
on my way home
So now I'm on my way home

Now I'm pointing out how they have silenced me
Screaming it loud and furiously
Yet you can hear me, radio,online and tv
Raging constantly

Can I be given an explanation why
Without your dishonesty
But if you do try, I will remain sly
With my own mendacity

Arresting me was a demonstration how
the measly bail would set me free
I'm out of the hoosegow, I'm on the loose now

So now I'm on my way home
on my way home
So now I'm on my way home