The Way Back Home

We rode bikes through the neighborhood, chasin' dusk before it fell

Streetlights flickin' on like they were ringin' out the night so well

We'd knock on doors instead of scrollin' on screens

Hey you comin' out to play

And every corner store felt like a world of its own back then

Saturday cartoons, arcades glowin', pockets full of change

A Walkman and a mixtape held the songs that shaped who we became

Life felt wider back then, like the world was ours to hold

And every sunset whispered secrets only childhood knows

But time kept movin' faster, and the moments slipped away

The world we knew was changin', but my heart... it stayed the same

Yeah, something in the quiet keeps pullin' on my chest

A whisper from forever sayin', "This ain't all there is."

Feels like the world's on fire

But this ain't the end

There's a pull inside my soul

That keeps pullin' me on in

We're not missin' the past

We're searchin' for home

And every step I take

I feel it in my soul

Kids don't ride their bikes no more

They're just scrollin' through their days

And all the places we once lived our stories fade away

Arcades shuttered quietly, corner stores are gone

And the laughter that we lived inside just drifted into dawn

Yeah, the world feels heavy now, full of noise and full of pain

But something brighter calls to me

Beneath the pressure and the strain

It's deeper than memories, it's a longing carved in stone

A pull toward where we came from... the place we're headed home

And time keeps rollin' forward, but my heart is lookin' back

Tryin' to understand the things today we somehow lack

But what we're really chasin' isn't lost or gone before

Every ache inside our chest is proof there's somethin' more

Feels like the world's on fire

But this ain't the end

There's a pull inside my soul

That keeps pullin' me on in

We're not missin' the past

We're searchin' for home