作词 : matt mcwaters/Joe Kenneth Home is rarely ever a place It's in a face, in the infinite galaxies summarized in the eyes Where pupils are as endless as the cycle of life I've heard the timbre of legacies carry on in living room laughter I've seen memories laminate on kitchen floors Where my mom and I danced to the rhythm of sizzling sustenance and motherland music My heart constantly reminds me that geography has no hold on what I call home I've found abodes in souls who fluently speak love in verb, in noun, in everything Who've constructed sanctuaries with ears and mouths Who take the shape of havens Who are physical glimpses of heaven on earth Whose smile, with widening lips and glowing teeth Beckon without a sound and yet still say, "Welcome, I'm so glad you're home"
[00:00.000] 作词 : matt mcwaters/Joe Kenneth [00:02.636]Home is rarely ever a place [00:05.737]It's in a face, in the infinite galaxies summarized in the eyes [00:10.190]Where pupils are as endless as the cycle of life [00:14.062]I've heard the timbre of legacies carry on in living room laughter [00:18.659]I've seen memories laminate on kitchen floors [00:22.044]Where my mom and I danced to the rhythm of sizzling sustenance and motherland music [00:27.470]My heart constantly reminds me that geography has no hold on what I call home [00:34.262]I've found abodes in souls who fluently speak love in verb, in noun, in everything [00:42.066]Who've constructed sanctuaries with ears and mouths [00:45.184]Who take the shape of havens [00:46.773]Who are physical glimpses of heaven on earth [00:49.644]Whose smile, with widening lips and glowing teeth [00:54.055]Beckon without a sound and yet still say, "Welcome, I'm so glad you're home"
