August 6, 2010

  • The House That Built Me

    Music. A regular topic for me I think. With my current Eminem re-obsession(as in I've loved him for years but currently have his new cd on repeat) I have been missing out on my other fav music. I though I should give someone else some attention. So my story for the lyrics below. This song has really helped me. Moving back home has been so hard for me. While I do not like it, I know it has been the best place for me. A safe haven to repair my broken heart and broken life. A place to find myself again, to live for me. Around June(I think) this song was released and immediately hit my heart. It just seemed to fit in many ways, though the "story" is a bit different than mine. It made me feel better about being where I am. It gave me a bit of a reassurance. I can't even correctly put into words how it made me feel. I wanted the cd for so long but being unemployed I could not afford it. A wonderful friend of mine send me a gift card for my birthday. I was able to finally pick up the cd. It is a very good one too. =) So to You, a big, big thank you so very much. Music is so important to me and owning this cd with the song that has helped me is really important to me. <3

    Miranda Lambert - The House That Built Me

    I know they say you can’t go home again
    I just had to come back one last time
    Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam
    But these handprints on the front steps are mine

    Up those stairs in that little back bedroom
    Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
    I bet you didn’t know under that live oak
    My favorite dog is buried in the yard

    I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
    This brokenness inside me might start healing
    Out here it’s like I’m someone else
    I thought that maybe I could find myself
    If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
    Won’t take nothing but a memory
    From the house that built me

    Mama cut out pictures of houses for years
    From Better Homes and Gardens magazine
    Plans were drawn and concrete poured
    Nail by nail and board by board
    Daddy gave life to mama’s dream

    I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
    This brokenness inside me might start healing
    Out here it’s like I’m someone else
    I thought that maybe I could find myself
    If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
    Won’t take nothing but a memory
    From the house that built me

    You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can
    I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am

    I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
    This brokenness inside me might start healing
    Out here it’s like I’m someone else
    I thought that maybe I could find myself
    If I walk around I swear I’ll leave
    Won’t take nothing but a memory
    From the house that built me

     

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