Jean Rohe

Lyrics

Close to Home
Jean Rohe - 2020

I miss traveling town to town
With my jingling bag of song
I used to play shows and sleep on futons
In the morning I'd move along
But now we're stuck inside, down for the count
Not allowed to ramble or roam
Gotta wander through the wonders in my own backyard
Now we're keeping it close to home

I miss a night out on the town
Sometimes every night of a week
I used to go out to hear the band
Snap my fingers and tap my feet
But now we're stuck inside, down for the count
It's a tick tock metronome
Gotta listen for the music in whatever's near
Cause we're keeping it close to home

Oh, the daffodil brass band blows
The winds in the maples sing
All the robins and bluejays winging back
From places I've never been
And all the while they're calling, calling out to me
Don't you remember how the spring comes, comes back again?

I miss adventures every day
All the strangers out and about
I used to talk to any-ol'-body who would talk to me
Met some fascinating people, no doubt
But now we're stuck inside, down for the count
In this social monochrome
Gotta find that novelty with you, now, baby
Keeping it close to home

And you hold me close each night
Just you and that April breeze
Whispering can't you see, my darling, that the spring came, came back again?

Oh, I'm stuck inside, down for the count
With my sweet and sticky honeycomb
Yeah, you and me, babe, the lovin's free, babe
Keeping it close to home, March and April
Keeping it close to home, May, June, July
Keeping it close to home, probably October
Keeping it close to home