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ANNA SHARP / TRACK 12

Last Exit Before Home

from the album LAST EXIT BEFORE HOME2026

A highway exit seen through a windshield at first light.

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Lyrics

ANNA SHARP
LAST EXIT BEFORE HOME
2026

Verse 1

For years I thought that home was A street, a room, a key Somewhere I could point to When somebody asked me

Then I left it, found another Left that one behind Turns out you can change your address Without changing what’s inside

Pre-Chorus

I’ve spent half my life believing Home was somewhere I could get to

Chorus

Last exit before home I can see the city glowing Every road I’ve ever taken Somehow taught me where I’m going Maybe home isn’t a place Maybe that’s what took so long Maybe it’s the people who still know you When everything you knew is gone

Last exit before home.

Verse 2

Home is Mom saying “text me” Even though she knows I will It’s my oldest friend beside me Talking just to keep me still

It’s somebody in the kitchen Making coffee half awake It’s knowing which floorboard creaks And which apologies to make

It’s Bloomington in August Indianapolis at dawn It’s every place that made me And every place I’ve moved beyond

Chorus

Last exit before home I can see the city glowing Every road I’ve ever taken Somehow taught me where I’m going Maybe home isn’t a place Maybe that’s what took so long Maybe it’s the people who still know you When everything you knew is gone

Bridge

I used to think that leaving Was the opposite of home

Now I think you have to leave sometimes To learn what follows when you go

The names change The houses sell The people that you love get old

Maybe home is what keeps finding you No matter where you go.

Final Chorus

Last exit before home Morning breaking through the windshield I don’t need the road to promise me That everything will stand still

Let the city change around me Let tomorrow prove me wrong I’ve got people who remember me And places that remember who I was

So maybe home isn’t behind me Maybe home isn’t ahead Maybe I’ve been carrying it Everywhere I’ve ever left

Outro

Last exit before home Turn signal clicking slow

For once I know exactly where I’m going.

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