Song Stories

Daddy Come Home

   So I got a request to do a song recently and absolutely loved the song I heard. It really is all about how you see a song and what it means to you this song makes me think of being separated from someone who's away in the military and your stuck at home, praying and hoping their safe and will come home to you. The song is called Come home - One Republic Feat. Sara Bareilles. So I hope you like my interpretation of this song.

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      Staring out the window of my home, I looked out the window it had been over five months since I last saw my dad after he got shipped out. It was only mom and I at home these days and waiting on him to come back was so heartbreaking.

     He sent letters in the mail and when he could call he did and I always answered as quick as possible. My birthday was just around the corner too and I hoped he would be back by then but from his last update with us it seemed he would be there for another month at the most.

     Sighing I stepped away from the window letting the curtain fall back and hide away the sun. Laying down on my bed I curled up as I cried and thought to myself. Come home.

Hello world

Hope you're listening

Forgive me if I'm young

For speaking out of turn

There's someone I've been missing

I think that they could be

The better half of me

They're in their own place trying to make it right

But I'm tired of justifying

So i'll say to you...

Come home

Come home

Cause I've been waiting for you

For so long

For so long

And right now there's a war between the vanities

But all i see is you and me

The fight for you is all I've ever known

So come home

Oooh

    Getting out of bed I shook of the dream of me from almost two weeks ago. Tomorrow would be my birthday and I knew my father wouldn't be their tomorrow. It would be the first of my birthday's he missed and I couldn't help but cry again.

     Brushing my tear's away I breathed deeply to myself and tried to get a hold of myself and stop this ceaseless crying. Though I couldn't hold it in and felt my tears run down my face as I walked to my vanity and sat on the plush seat as I stared at myself in the mirror.

     I smiled at the picture of me and my dad hugging each other on my fifteen birthday or the one with me making the final point to win the volleyball championship for my team and my dad holding me up on his shoulder's with the trophy.

     Looking at myself once again in the mirror I regained my composure as I grabbed a tissue box and wiped my tears away. Applying my makeup and doing what little I could to myself I got up and headed out of my room with my hair trailing behind me.

I get lost in the beauty

Of everything i see

The world ain't as half as bad