Welcome Home

Look at that dust on your face
Don’t it feel like home?
Or at least the closest thing to it
That you’ve ever known?
What’s it been, eight year since
We’ve seen you here?
I hear you lost what you were working towards
And found what you’ve been running from all these years
Well, it’s good to see you again
Mostly, it’s all still the same
Some parts around here might have faded
Aw, but there’s some stuff that time ain’t s’posed to change
You still dream about her, don’t ya?
With your hands on her skin
In that filled with innocence
Is something you can’t forget
She still lives around here
But she don’t ask about you these days
'Cause to her you’re just a moment
That she learned from in her younger days
Well, it’s good to see you again
Mostly, it’s all still the same
Some parts around here might have faded
Aw, but there’s some things that time ain’t s’posed to change
Those lines on your face
They look more like your mother’s own
And your back ain’t what it used to be
And your dreams of heading out, they’re dead and gone
Your father’s buried back in Memphis
Your brother’s someone you don’t know
You’ve lived on the wrong side of 'worth it'
And that’s what scares you the most (Scares you the most)
But it’s good to see you again
Mostly, it’s all still the same
Some parts around here might have faded
Aw, but there’s some stuff that time ain’t s’posed to change
Yes, parts around here might have faded
Aw, but there’s some stuff that time ain’t gonna change