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There’s a house with the light on
at the bottom of the hill
there’s a car in the driveway
and a cold December’s chill
there’s a voice that keeps calling
calling me insides
I remember every detail of that night
Now the sounds, so familiar, as the voices start to talk
and the hum of the chatter starts to drown out all the clocks

There are pictures that I’m shown from my grandmother’s home
of a family I don’t know born on Polish Soil
but everyone I saw was a stranger to me
Accurate depictions of a time and a place
not aware of how their lives would someday change
now those times seem so long ago

They were all just people
scared like me and you
they were all just people
they did what I’d do
despite the things that I’d say without being faced with the same
It’s only just talk, unchallenged, unchanged
I’ve never had to live afraid to be who I am
denying my name just to hide through my skin

We all have a story, with parts that don’t get told
every light casts a shadow. Watch the darkness, miss the glow

In every picture I was shown from my grandmother’s home
of a family and life that I have never known
I saw myself in everybody’s face
without their old world values and old world views
and the passing of ideas from the grown to the youth
ideas that should have died off long ago

But, we’re all just people
so flawed by our deign
and we’re all just people
washing our eyes
in hopes to one day make sense
of these things that we just can’t understand
but we only just talk
too scared to dirty our hands
despite the work I’ve done
there’s so much left to put in
I’m seeing that now
and I’m learning from it

Finding the ways to accept all these things I can not change
cause I know if I don’t they still happen either way

Show me how to forgive all I wish I just let go
open hands, lose their grip, make the burdens less to hold

Show me love in a way I have never felt before
show me home, show me faith, make the words mean something more

than just ways to accept all these things I can not change
when I know, when I know, they’ll still happen either way.

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from Old Ghosts | New Homes, released January 30, 2020

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Scott Siskind Baltimore, Maryland

Scott Siskind is an American singer-songwriter whose music is raw, reflective and heartfelt. Branching off from his other musical project, rock quintet Vinny Vegas, Scott is now sharing with us his new solo work, "Old Ghosts, New Homes”. Poignant, honest and relatable songwriting delivered by a voice that draws you in and lyrics that convince you to stay. ... more

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