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A Place Called Home

by erazerhead

AI-generated Folk song · 3:38 · 10 plays

Lyrics

Verse 1
Eighteen candles in September light
Blink and somehow you’re grown overnight
Headphones on in your own cool haze
Living in your own electric phase

You change your hair like a rebel sky
Pink in the morning, midnight by night
Ink on your skin like stories told
Stronger than you’ll ever know

Pre-Chorus
And I still see the kid
Running wild down the hallway

Chorus
Nic, you’re my world spinning out of reach
My whole heart in a band tee and ripped-up jeans
From Beatles chords to the way you feel
Through Nirvana angels made of steel
You don’t answer my calls like you used to do
But there’s no version of life without loving you
Nic, even silence can’t undo
You’re my world — and that’s just true

Verse 2
Phoebe sings and you close your eyes
Like she’s reading between your lines
Billy says, “Vienna waits for you”
And I hope you know I’m waiting too

Foo Fighters ink across your arm
Like you’re guarding your own heart from harm
You’ve got that quiet, fearless vibe
Living loud but deep inside

Pre-Chorus
And I miss those random drives
With your laughter filling the car

Chorus
Nic, you’re my world — yeah, always were
Even when the edges blur
Even when the distance grows
And I don’t quite know what you know
I still keep your number on speed dial
Still replay your laugh once in a while
Nic, you don’t have to let me in far
Just don’t forget who you are

Bridge (gentle, vulnerable)
Maybe growing up means space
Finding your own time and place
I don’t want to hold you back
I just don’t want to fade to black

I don’t need every day
Or every word you say
Just a coffee, a walk, a song
Where we both belong

Final Chorus (hopeful, open-hearted)
Nic, you’re my world — even from afar
Even through unanswered bars
You shine your own way now
And God, I love who you’ve become somehow
I’ll leave the light on, I’ll stay steady and true
There’s always a space right here for you
Nic, no matter where you roam
You’ve always got a place called home

Outro
Vienna waits…
And so do I.
Always, Nic.

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