Track 2 of the EP Wet Platforms, Warm Porches · 2024
Far From Home, Rain on a Different Street
by Odalys Fern
“Rain falling on a street that doesn't know my name. The loneliest harmony stack I've ever built.”
psychedelic · homesick psychedelia · dream pop · 2:45
Lyrics
The rain is falling on a street That doesn't know my name The shops are closed, the signs are strange But the rain sounds just the same I miss my home, I miss my home The lamp I left on in the hall I miss my home, I miss my home But the same moon shines on us all I cooked the soup my mother made It almost tasted right I set a bowl across the table For the ones who are not here tonight I miss my home, I miss my home The lamp I left on in the hall I miss my home, I miss my home But the same moon shines on us all Somewhere far a window glows Somebody's thinking of me too And the distance is a thread of light That runs between us two I miss my home, I miss my home The lamp I left on in the hall I miss my home, I miss my home But the same moon shines on us all The same moon shines on us all The same moon shines on us all