Feels Like Home to Me

by Ransom Pier

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released April 24, 2019

Produced by Jon Weinman and David Silverstein at Sabella Recording Studios in Roslyn Heights, NY.


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Track Name: You Don't Love Me
I would wait for you on a cold and rainy street
If you working late, I’d bring you some food to eat
And when you’re sad I’d make you laugh
When you’re feeling incomplete, I’d be your other half

But you don’t love me

I’d fly to you at the drop of a hat
If you held my hand I would hold it back
In your arms I feel at ease
My love for you is all I need

But you don’t love me
Track Name: Fruits of My Labor
Baby, see how I've been living
Velvet curtains on the windows to
Keep the bright and unforgiving
Light from shining through

Baby, I remember all the things we did
When we slept together
In the blue behind your eyelids
Baby, sweet baby

Traced your scent through the gloom
'Til I found these purple flowers
I was spent, I was soon smelling you for hours

Lavender, lotus blossoms too
Water the dirt, flowers last for you
Baby, sweet baby

Tangerines and persimmons
And sugarcane
Grapes and honeydew melon
Enough fit for a queen

Lemon trees don't make a sound
'Til branches bend and fruit falls to the ground
Baby, sweet baby

Come to my world and witness
The way things have changed
'Cause I finally did it, baby
I got out of La Grange

Got in my Mercury and drove out west
Pedal to the metal and my luck to the test
Baby, sweet baby

I've been tryin' to enjoy all the fruits of my labor
I've been cryin' for you boy but truth is my savior

Baby, sweet baby if it's all the same
Take the glory any day over the fame
Baby, sweet baby
Track Name: Just Waiting
It’s 10 o’clock on Sunday night
I’m basking in the red streetlight
That illuminates
The empty space
For you

You told me when you’re coming home
But I still don’t like being left alone
Just waiting
Anticipating breaking
Me in two

The tree out back is in full bloom
I try to see it from inside my room
Concealing the entire
Gleaming empire
From view

Glowing diamonds that dot your sky
Slowly but surely intensify
Here they lose the fight
But these city lights
Will do

Each building’s a block of a still life
Teeming with bodies, not one of them’s right
I need that toss of hair
That kind of stare
From you

Soon you’ll be taken through time and space
To meet me in this familiar place
My mind is a cavern
Where memories gather
Like dew

It’s 10 o’clock on Sunday night
I’m all consumed and there’s nothing quite
Like this feeling of
My truest love
For you

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