There's No Place Like Home

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There is no denying this record, conceptual in form, is one long metaphor for the journey of life. Carried aloft by Kevin’s masterful guitar, accented by playful notes dancing from Barbara’s piano, this is a song about coming home, (in every sense of the phrase).

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"There's No Place Like Home"

To catch a flight of fancy beneath a consequential sky
And blend into the landscape of the heartland countryside
Some old couple's on their front porch sipping lemonade
She rolls down the window to return a friendly wave
And we keep rolling on...

Tomorrow we'll be drifting through the Appalachian mist
By nightfall we'll be having supper with my cousins and their kids
Henry knows these mountains, says “if you come here seeking peace...
Don't hold back the river, let it flow, just let it be...”
And it keeps rolling on...

They say “there's no place like home.”
They say that everywhere I go.

We followed that Old Post Road up the rocky coast of Maine,
Captain Mac's gonna take his lobster boat out into Frenchman's Bay.
We'll be eating good tonight, at that house tucked in the woods.
She tells me, “Maybe we could stay here.”
I tell her, “Baby, I wish we could.”
And, we keep rolling on...

With the sunlight spraying diamonds, we ferry across Champlain,
By the time we got to Spencerport
Tears were streaming down her face.
She ran into her mother's arms, just like a little kid
Sometimes we go out of our way for a moment just like this.

They say “there's no place like home”.
They say this everywhere we go.

In a dream state she retraces all the places left behind.
She'd asked if I would wake her when we cross the Texas line.
So, I gently pressed her hand, she began to stir
I said, “We're almost home.”
She said, “I always thought we were.”

To catch a flight of fancy beneath a consequential sky
and blend into the landscape of the heartland countryside
Some old couple's on the front porch sipping lemonade
Waving at young lovers as the years just roll away.

They roll away.

And we keep rolling on....rolling home.

There's no place like home.

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from Ghosts of the American Road, released February 10, 2015

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Ghosts of the American Road San Antonio, Texas

"You two are like the coolest '70's band we never heard of!" gushed a fan after one of Ghosts of the American Road's many performances. "And, your CD is like a 'concept album.' “

"It's actually the people of America who wrote these songs," said Kevin Higgins, the duo's main songwriter. "They told us their stories and we listened."
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