I Was Young When I Left Home
I wrote this about 5 years ago after having a lovely chat with my, then 5 y. o. daughter.
At some point while talking with her
I realised we essentially agreed on everything and that we had the same attitude to life.
This left me feeling sweetly elated, and vaguely wondering
if my decades of experience had counted for nothing.
Gradually, over the next few weeks this song came into existence.
at first I was picking it, then wanting it for the stage I started strumming it.
I hope some enjoys it, if not everyone.
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https://soundcloud.com/rightly/i-was-young-when-i-left-home-1 I Was Young When I Left Home
T'was a splendid night and I'm feeling
Hopelessly unknown
'Had a good ol' time, just a-reeling
With stories to be told
Now the paint is running out of the frame
With my pockets emptied of all loose change
I was young when I left home
I was young when I left home
When the heart is great and the world
Proves itself too small
When a stark ambition arises
If only to fall
The battlefield was left bloody and cold
They all had knives and I came through alone
I was young when I left home
I was young when I left home
May you find yourself a good someone to talk to
N' say to hell with these errant waves of misfortune
Now I hear your name from the darkness
As I'm walking through the snow
And a pleasant warmth embraces me, seeps
Deep into my bones
There is no pretence in your sweet smile
And I find the strength to go the extra mile
I was young when I left home
I was young when I left home
May you find yourself a good someone to talk to
N' say to hell with these errant waves of misfortune
I was young when I left home
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Thanks for your attention, have a good one!