When I Need A Pick Me Up, by my friend Ryan King

Tuesday, May 8, 2007


(Originally 4/24/07)

I believe I am struck by an ideal of "home", which is why the previous song, "Soon As I Get Home" is so touching to me. From the same musical is the showstopper "Home" which I've always thought of as a continuation of "Soon As I Get...", but it's the one that survived outside of the musical and crossed onto the R&B charts as a classic. The lyrics will speak to what I think a "home" should be, but they also cross over into my experience of living This Redeemable Life, so I inserted relevent links;

by Charlie Smalls

When I think of Home
I think of a place
Where there's
Love overflowing

I wish I was Home,
I wish I was back there

With the things,
I've been knowing;

Wind that makes the tall grass bend into leaning
Suddenly the raindrops that fall have a meaning
Sprinkling the scene
Makes it all

Maybe there's a chance for me to go back
Now that I
Some direction

It sure would be nice to be back Home
Where there's love
and affection

And just maybe I can convince time to slow up
Giving me enough time
In my life
To grow up

Time, be my friend?

Let me start

Suddenly my world's gone and changed it's face
But I still know where I'm going
I have had my mind spun around in space
Yet I've watched it growing

And oh, if your listening God,
Please don't make it hard
To know
If we should believe the things that we see.

Tell us
Should we try to stay
or should we run away
Or would it be
Better just to let things be?

Living here, in this brand new world
Might be a fantasy

But it's taught me to love

So its real
Real to me

And I've learned, we must look inside our hearts
To find

A world full of love

Like yours,

Like mine,

Like Home.

1 comment:

Alan said...

Scott said...

My favorite Home song is by Joe Diffie (yes, it is a country song).

Home is a swimming hole
And a fishing pole
And the feel of a muddy road between my toes
Home is a back porch swing
Where I would sit
And mom would sing Amazin' Grace
While she hung out the clothes
Home is an easy chair
With my daddy there
And the smell of Sunday supper on the stove
My footsteps carry me away
But in my mind I'm always
Going home.
8:37 AM

Alan said...


I can respect that. I'll look for it on YouTube! (That place is a treasure trove of songs! I wish there were a place with just music and no video to embed.)
10:02 AM