home for me...

Occasionally I check yahoo.com for the latest news stories. It's much easier to skim through what I care about and check up on headlines so I kind of know what's going on in the world, but don't have to sit through a news broadcast that repeats depressing scandals and tragic stories every 10 minutes.

Last week I stumbled across the "Reality Rocks" top moments of 2011. Surprisingly enough (or maybe not so surprisingly) I saw many of them live (or at least via the DVR) but I missed the not so popular songwriting talent show "Platinum Hit." Blog writer Lyndsey Parker lists Jes Hudak, a former "American Idol" contestant and "Platinum Hit's" eventual runner-up at No. 18 in her list with the "gorgeous, goosebumpy ballad 'Home For Me (Free).'"

Now mind you I'm a sucker for a good ballad, especially a gorgeous, goosebumpy one so I had to check out the video. I fell for it...

I'm not sure how to even describe what it means to me, but it reminds me of the movie "Garden State." We grow up trying to find ourselves and I think it's an ongoing process. Hudak, Melissa Rapp and Amber Ojeda wrote a song that encompasses my unrest between what is constant and change. I want to be able to know when to stay and when to go... and again not just physically but in relationships, jobs, friendships, etc.

Many kudos to the trio and here's a video of their performance:



"Home For Me"
Faces pass like trees, on the road to who I'm supposed to be
With nothing to comfort me, say goodbye to these city streets
Cause if I stay here, I will lose me
Know I'm not yet complete

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Sometimes you gotta leave, everything you know, just pick up and go
There's so much out there to see, how will you know who you can be
Cause the hardest thing I’ve ever done, is try to find where I belong
Until I finally feel free, I guess the road is the home for me -…free

Two lives lived perfectly in just one glance – that's all you need
To feel a rush of hope, let you know you're getting close
I see how simple my life could be
Still, I can't live restlessly

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Follow my tracks in the snow, read the message
I left in the mist on your window
A whisper in the breeze, lullabies of what will be

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