Coming Home to You

Written: April 2020
Recorded: December 2020

Credits: Liam Johnson (guitar, vocals)

Hot Air Balloon

Lyrics:

Stuck inside on my own

Without a place to go

Waiting for the day that I'll be free

And all I can think about

Is the next time we can hang out

And I hope that you'll be waiting there for me

Now I can understand

What it means to hold your hand

Now I live each day on my own

No matter how long it takes

For both yours and my sakes

I swear that I'll be coming straight back home

Day by day, week by week

Month by month, I don't care how long it takes

I'm coming home to you

I'm coming home to you

Just as fast as I can I'll be coming back home to you

When I'm back on the road

And I'm driving to our humble abode

You better know this to be true

Even though we've been miles apart

I held you in my heart

Until the day that I'll be back home with you

Day by day, week by week

Month by month, I don't care how long it takes

I'm coming home to you

I'm coming home to you

So you better be ready when I'm coming back home to you

I'm coming home to you

I'm coming home to you

Just as fast as I can I'll be coming back home to you

The COVID-19 pandemic will be something that many of us will never forget. With so many people suffering directly or indirectly at the hands of a deadly virus that spread across the globe, it's safe to say that the way we live our lives has been changed forever. I feel like one of the lucky ones in that the only way the virus has affected my life is the many national lockdowns there have been. The lockdowns prevented me from doing my work in-person and (more importantly) stopped me from seeing my family and the people I love, especially my dad who seemed to suffer badly with Parkinson's at the time.

Living on my own during the first national lockdown, I felt myself clinging onto any trace of optimism I could find. The hope of seeing my loved ones again was enough to keep me going. One day while I was waiting for one of my online lessons to start, I started making up some lyrics about how I felt. This marks the first time I had ever written a song starting with the lyrics and letting the music follow afterwards.

Though my position during lockdown could have been much worse, it did feel like waking up in a jail cell every morning on my own and not allowed to leave the house. The lyrics capture this feeling and are heartfelt and down-to-earth; a snapshot of how I felt during such a depressing period of history. The accompanying slow blues on the guitar is similarly restrained and moody. Yet despite the doom and gloom, the catharsis of dispelling these feelings through music feels positive and uplifting. It therefore feels like the perfect coda for the album.