Hunt My History

I dreamed again last night

And again, I can't put my finger on it

But what a strange feeling did it ignite

And again, it only left me more confused

I dreamed about my home again

About my parents, about our old place

When I close my eyes, my heart always rushes back there

Searching for something lost, for a face or a place

Or finishing some unfinished affair

Or saying something that should have been said

Seeking unknown joy or trying to ease a strange despair

I dreamed about my schoolyard again

About my friends, about our game

And again, I woke up too soon

Just when we were all together I heard a familiar tune

And again, I was back where I am now

And what my heart resents about where I am now

About what I am now

Continues to be a mystery

And I know that tonight

When it's all done, when my daily fight

Comes to an end

I know that it will come back

Rushing to our old place

To hunt my history