Almost Home

{isolated three-note piano motif} Almost home… Or so I thought One more

hallway

One more block

(almost

home) {fading footsteps} The door stayed open when I left

The quiet followed every step

Outside was colder than before

But I kept walking toward something more

Street after street, the signs went dim

The air grew still,

the lights grew thin

I counted every turn I made

Still, every corner looked the same {subtle

pitch-corrected vocal

slides} I kept moving I kept saying

Just a little farther Just a little longer

But the road curved Without warning

And something in the distance Started feeling familiar

I was almost home

Until home started looking like you

Every road I chose

Led me back to the same old view

I was almost free

Until freedom felt familiar too

I was almost home

Until home started looking like you

Almost

home

Almost home

Why does every way forward Lead where I already go?

The windows held a softer light

The kind we used to leave at night

A three-note melody floated through

And every note pulled me toward you

I saw the outline of a room

The same old dust,

the same perfume

I touched the wall,

I knew the grain

I’d found the silence once again

I kept moving

I kept saying This must be another

Place that only feels familiar

Then the floor moved Under my feet

And the past began breathing Somewhere underneath

I was almost home

Until home started looking like you

Every road I chose

Led me back to the same old view

I was almost free

Until freedom felt familiar too

I was almost home

Until home started looking like you

Almost home Almost home

Why does every way forward

Lead where I already go?

Maybe home was never shelter

Maybe home was just a shape

Maybe every door I opened Was another one we made

Maybe distance bends in circles Maybe time forgets to move

Maybe I was never leaving Only finding my way through {glitchy vocal

cuts} Almost

Almost

One more turn One more door Same breath

Same sound

Same silence Coming around

I was almost home

Until home started looking like you

Every road I chose

Led me back to the same old view

I was almost free

Until freedom felt familiar too

I was almost home

Until home started looking like

you At the end of the hallway

The first door stood open

And something inside

Was waiting for me

{fading to piano motif} (breath) {reversed

breath fragment}