<< LYRICS>>

FRANTIC:
here we are, the triumphant return
a chest full of spoils, adventure adjourned
a lesson in toil, scratches and burns
plans made and foiled, reflected and learned

if we knew had it ended, would we still set out
i'll smile and wave for the beckoning crowd
take me in their arms, we made it home now
wide smiles, eyes hide a rumbling cloud

they never told me how a journey could change you
emerge victorious, with a soul that’s stained through
who knew that came with a bit of melancholy
wrists bound on up by the thread of ariadne

when you skim to the win by the skin of your teeth
a glimmering shimmer in the grin of the beast
when the quiver yawns vacant, an empty sheathe
when you hurl yourself howling to the swirling breach

each coated and cloaked in smoke, throat chokes
those ghosts that awoke, evoked oak and spoke
guttural growls and half-coughed croaks
mustering howls and a last lost joke

feet hit the ground, and return to present
adoring adulation, festive, resplendent
the sun’s clawed through the oppressive sky
lungs deep sigh, single tear from my eye

golden light on my face and a slow cracked smile
a sight to embrace and a woe to reconcile
for night, love, i brace, let's lie awake a little while
a plight to erase, a life to recompile

when a changed man reaches home is it still really his?
its smaller, he's taller, still stumbles on in
nothing’s changed, and everything’s changed
what he brings and what he left: that age-old exchange

> CHORUS:
It’s all I want to see home one more time
It’s all I hoped for
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KID SOLOMON:
Get a load of this, my metamorphosis
Rock and roll like I’m in the myth of Sysiphus
Body breaks with the weight of apotheosis
I know it’s never hopeless, i just need to find my focus

But you gotta find the beauty in the undergrowth
Hustle hard, be humble and let the rest go
But Life is tricky, stay with me, it’s such a mess, though
No magic rabbit, no suit and tie yelling “presto!”

I won't be swayed by the siren song of Calypso
My mantra YOLO, my motto is Conquiesco
Kid Sol got the goods from the get-go
I’m still stewing, nothing spicier than my next flow

But is all the sound and fury just to satisfy my ego?
Or do I speak to edify my people?
Blazing a trail for those who remain,
Carving a space for others to rise up and claim

I lie awake at night, hoping it’s not a waste
The prayers that I mumble and the dreams that I chase
Wrestle with my perfectionism, waiting for the come-up
Every time I reach the top there’s another summit

Can a man be both compassionate and strong?
Spitting couplets on a budget, watch me carry-on
Sleeping peaceful in Yddrasil with no clothes on
I blast tunes, carve runes, and hope for another dawn.

How you so rough on yourself when you a diamond?
How we know the science but still killing our climate?
How'd we get so fucking far out of alignment?
How we looking for joy our whole life and can’t find it?

Nobody else can convince you that you're worthy
Still learning that painful lesson, I’m almost thirty
Blood, sweat and tears from the uterus to the gurney
Gotta make the most of the journey.

> CHORUS

KS:
What's the difference between the battle and the voyage home?
Between a man and a boy? Between a prophecy and a poem?

F:
The house of Savoy, a pretender to the throne,
A thief of joy and a hearth or a home?

KS:
Would you rather be Achilles or odysseus?
Warriors are welcoming the radiance

F:
Eurydice, wink-n-see, a bit insidious
Black and white thinking that turned to gradients

> CHORUS

KS:
Precious little time between the cradle and grave,
I pray you're brave enough to set sail and face the waves,

F:
Lessons and rhymes, and a fable so depraved
I'll stay amidst the blades if it means that y'all are saved

KS:
And if you make it home, you'll never be the same

F:
alive still to roam, no master to obey

TOGETHER:
Shake away the dismay, gaze at my domain
Wake up the next day, do it all again.