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Home - Dan Croll

I've forgotten how it feels

With the carpet under my seat

It's the polyester fibers

That wrap around my feet

Feels like home home

When the cold shakes my bones

It's the rug that warms my soul

It's the textile to the skin

And the sensation alone feels like home home

So if you ever come around to my house

Take your shoes off at the door

'Cause it's impolite not to

You'll be damaging my floor

'Cause it's my home

When you're down and you're alone

It's the train that brings you home

And your mother brother sister

Father waiting at the door

It's so sweet sweet

Makes me glad

I'm only a stone's throw away

Makes me sad that others

Can't have it the same way

Oh home home

In the forest it's unlikely

That you'll find a home so tidy

Compared to what

It's like living like a city type

Why it's no home

Home home

Home

So if you ever come around to my house

Take your shoes off at the door

'Cause it's impolite not to

You'll be damaging my floor

'Cause it's my home

Home home home