homesick

I lose some sales and my boss won't be happy
But I can't stop listening to the sound
Of two soft voices mended in perfection
From the reels of this record that I found
Every day there's a boy in the mirror
Asking me, "What are you doing here?"
Finding all my previous motives
Growing increasingly unclear

I've traveled far and I've burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
All the other options held before me
Will wither in the light of my plan
So I love some sales and my boss won't be happy
But there's only one thing on my mind
Searching boxes underneath the counter
On a chance that on a tape I'd find
A song for
someone who need somewhere
To long for

Homesick
'Cause I no longer know
Where home is

--Kings of Convenience
Riot on an Empty Street

This is one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard. You should buy it, because no words I can offer will make it clear just how poignant this is. Kings of Convenience are the new Simon and Garfunkel in some important ways.

[anyway]
-brian