A melancholy, bittersweet melodic tune about the experience of being blown around a little by life's events but ultimately being greatful for it.

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When I was a kid my family moved away from a place I loved. Part of me still wishes I was there, part of me is grateful for having left.

Boathouse Row and East River Drive are places in Philadelphia.

Geese to fly and river flow over on past Boathouse Row.
Light my way and let me go but take me home again.

Snow to fall and fire burn. You never live, you never learn.
Say goodbye but I'll return if they take me home again.

Take me home

All I miss and all that's true, left behind but I'll see you.
There's something old and it makes me blue and I can't wonder why.

Take me home

Rainy days in the North of England
and California skies are fine,
But take me back to South Street
when I come back sometime.

Mid-Atlantic ties are fine
and never touching down,
but let me walk East River Drive
next time I come around.