Home Sweat Home - Giant Sand

Home Sweat Home - Giant Sand
Composer：Howe Gelb
I need me two full days
To have one clear thought
Wishin' for something medicinal
Or even storebought
I finally hang on to one idea
And then the kids come in with their squabblin'
Till I'm home
Don't get me wrong now
I love it
I'm home
And this old head I'm wearin'
Well it's worn right through
Let's a little sun in
Whole lotta rain too
Down from the ground
To the brim
The sweat has changed
The color a whole
Half tone
I oughta just hang it up
And at least I'd be home
Headed off to the airport
Another tour impending
Nothing much new to report
Just the ol' unending
Get the terminal feeling and
They upgrade to seat 2B for too many miles flown
But to be or not to be ain't home
Jetlag soundcheck
All out of sync
My watch can't be correct
Man I can't think
I've been shoved into a future while
My past is living in a whole 'nother timezone
I've been gifted with a present so far from home
When I'm finally done with work
And I'm headed back
I get stuck like some poor jerk
Right in my track
The storm has failed connection here in
Paris or is it Dallas
Or maybe it's Rome
All I know is I'm nowhere
Just wanna get on back there
It should come as no surprise
They don't even realize
They're all gettin' on with their lives
All my children and ex wives
It seems here in my dreams
Deep in my sleep
I have no B home
The green
Green grass
Of home
The grass is always greener at home