...but home is nowhere AFI
"...but home is nowhere" by AFI, released in 2003, is a #Rock song that explores themes of dislocation, identity, and the search for belonging. The lyrics convey feelings of alienation and the struggle to find a sense of home. Musically, it features dynamic instrumentation and emotional vocals, characteristic of AFI's punk roots. The song resonates with listeners grappling with personal and societal disconnection.
[Verse 1]
Twenty-six years and seems like I've just begun
To understand my, my intimate is no one
When the director sold the show, who bought its last rites?
They cut the cast, the music, and the lights
[Chorus]
This is my line, this is eternal
How did I ever end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time, left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
[Verse 2]
Twenty-six years end, still speaking in these tongues
Such revelations, while understood by no one
When the new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace?
Please clear this house of ill-acquired taste
[Chorus]
This is my line, this is eternal
How did I ever end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time and left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
Twenty-six years and seems like I've just begun
To understand my, my intimate is no one
When the director sold the show, who bought its last rites?
They cut the cast, the music, and the lights
[Chorus]
This is my line, this is eternal
How did I ever end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time, left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
[Verse 2]
Twenty-six years end, still speaking in these tongues
Such revelations, while understood by no one
When the new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace?
Please clear this house of ill-acquired taste
[Chorus]
This is my line, this is eternal
How did I ever end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time and left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
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