“Fly Home” Is the 9th song of The Living Tombstone’s album “zero_one”. This song seems to speak about gaining success in one’s own way and finally becoming free like a bird as the protagonist wrestles free from the pressure of people around him forcing him to mundane life in order to be successful,...
[Verse 1: Sam Haft]
Pack a bag, hop in a car
Another day, another destination
Fly somewhere far
Gotta start fresh in a new location
Seems somewhat bizarre
Living life without a sovereign nation
Said, "Make me a star"
This is what you gotta do
[Chorus: Sam Haft]
In the air again
It's just like a merry-go-round
Living miles above
You miss being there on the ground
So sick of white and chrome
But I've got the world to roam
So I am lost in the unknown
'Til the birds fly home
[Verse 2: Sam Haft]
Go to sleep somewhere new
Seven hours on a red-eye flight
To meet someone who
Is supposed to give me all the answers
Learn something true
Another hundred thousand miles I've flew
I'm just passing through
And it's all I ever do
[Chorus: Sam Haft]
In the air again
It's just like a merry-go-round
Living miles above
You miss being there on the ground
So sick of white and chrome
But I've got the world to roam
So I am lost in the unknown
'Til the birds fly home
I'm gone, alone on top of the word
They say, "There's nothing wrong
Success is a wonderful whirlwind"
But I'm lost at sea
It's a prison being free
It won't be long, you'll see
[Post-Chorus: Sam Haft]
Only 'til the birds fly home
I'll just be a voice over the phone
Destination's all unknown
Only 'til the birds fly home
[Verse 3]
Used to live a simple life
In a single nondescript location
Stress, family strife
Sick and tired of the aggravation
Soul wrote my songs
Try to make it big in my vocation
I'd prove them wrong
If it's what I had to do
[Chorus: Sam Haft]
In the air again
It's just like a merry-go-round
Living miles above
You miss being there on the ground
So sick of white and chrome
But I've got the world to roam
So I am lost in the unknown
'Til the birds fly home
I'm gone, alone on top of the word
They say, "There's nothing wrong
Success is a wonderful whirlwind"
But I'm lost at sea
It's a prison being free
It won't be long, you'll see
'Til the birds fly home
[Post-Chorus: Sam Haft]
'Til the birds fly to their home
Fly home
Fly Home was written by The Living Tombstone.
Fly Home was produced by The Living Tombstone.
The Living Tombstone released Fly Home on Fri Sep 04 2020.