Home sweet home – MÖTLEY CRÜE

To be born is to become exiled in a profound, essential way. One’s lifetime amounts to the duration of a return home, back to the original identity (is, am, are) lost in becoming (separation, division, fragmentation, dispersion).The Self is a chez soi from which one is expelled, hindered or altogether unable to turn back inside to. One lives in the outskirts or in the periphery of the Self. Some soon find the way back, others late; some take their entire lives to arrive, if they do. One may feel sometimes that one’s arrival to one’s Self will only take place at the end, in the final moments, at the very last scene. But hey, that’s A-Ok! What matters is to arrive safe and sound, sooner or later, whatever mistakes, misdirections, wanderings, and wonderings there happen to take place throughout the journey – let alone the duration of it. I’m on my way: home sweet home!

You know I’m a dreamer But my heart’s of gold I had to run away high So I wouldn’t come home low

Just when things went right It doesn’t mean they were always wrong Just take this song and you’ll never feel Left all alone

Take me to your heart Feel me in your bones Just one more night And I’m comin’ off this

Long and winding road I’m on my way I’m on my way Home sweet home

Tonight tonight I’m on my way I’m on my way Home sweet home

You know that I’ve seen Too many romantic dreams Up in lights, fallin’ off The silver screen

My heart’s like an open book For the whole world to read Sometimes nothing keeps me together At the seams

I’m on my way I’m on my way Home sweet home Tonight tonight

I’m on my way Just set me free Home sweet home Home sweet home Home sweet home Home sweet home

I’m on my way I’m on my way Home sweet home Yeah yeah

I’m on my way Just set me free Home sweet home