I must've listened to this song a hundred times and it still breaks my heart (in the best way)
@wtelmark Жыл бұрын
Till this day this song both fills me with joy and breaks my heart. A beautiful dichotomy that i’d never change.
@justnat27 Жыл бұрын
this is the best preformance of go home ive ever seen
@kcobalt267 жыл бұрын
this version floors me
@peepeepoopoo25 Жыл бұрын
I just remembered this video but couldn't remember the song or person's name so I just spent forever searching for it only remembering a few words from it and I am so happy I finally found it. Incredible.
@ceeb4206 жыл бұрын
That last "home" hits like a train.
@pablo31687 жыл бұрын
a true artist, her music is filled with emotion and her sound brings melanchony nostalgia, a cold but warm feeling. I hope she never stops making music.
@rachelfroehlich68957 жыл бұрын
I must be half of these views. Any time I'm feeling any emotion I look up this version of this song. It grounds me
@fentcrease2 жыл бұрын
Last piano bit at the end is the instrumental of the hymn “in Christ alone”, beautiful song if you havent checked it out
@kaladinstormdepressed2 жыл бұрын
One of my favorite hymns when I was part of the church. The entirety of the song is beautiful written. Despite "Go Home" being so lamenting, it always felt like the song ended somewhat hopefully by finishing with "In Christ Alone".
@teganherron45313 жыл бұрын
i am so glad i found this
@lesbian55083 жыл бұрын
I went walking again I'll go out and forget to tell any of my friends where I'm going I'm just drunk on the side of the road in a ditch when you find me - I wanna go home, but I'm sick There's more whiskey than blood in my veins More tar than air in my lungs The strung out call I make Burned down on the edge of the highway "I'm sorry for asking, but please, come take me home" I quit talking again But I know you're still listening to see if I sleep or I pierce my skin Needles to the worn out rags The folds in my arms, the sickening black And I haven't been taking my meds Lock all the cabinets, send me to bed Cause I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared Cause I'm alone again and I don't like the things I see And I haven't been taking my meds So lock all the cabinets, and send me to bed Cause I know you're still worried I'm gonna get scared again And make my insides clean with your kitchen bleach But I've kissed enough bathroom sinks to make up for the lovers that never loved me And I know my body is just dirty clothes; I'm tired of washing my hands God, I wanna go home