Stompin' Ground Video (MV)

Stompin' Ground

Pulling into the driveway, it's evening
Three months of summer ahead
I'm eager to catch up on all that I've missed
And sleep in my own bed again
But as soon as I settle back in
Boots untied, suitcase unpacked
The sense of security starts slipping away
And soon it'll hurt to be back
There goes Ms. Mattison
Driving up Woodberry Lane
But I'd be surprised if she even remembers my name
Hell, I hardly recognize myself anymore
With the weight of 21 years dragging me down
There was a time I was king, this phone used to ring
Now it won't make a sound
I'm a stranger on my old stompin' ground
The set's still the same from my window
Rooftops and high evergreens
The basketball hoop hanging right where it was
But my part's been cut from the scene
And the friends that were so close in high school
Don't keep in touch like they swore
Some got ahead, some went off the deep end
Some ain't around anymore
And the street where the guys used to roam
Now seems foreign to me
There's a chain restaurant where a hole in the wall used to be
Hell, I hardly recognize myself anymore
With the weight of 21 years dragging me down
There was a time I was king, this town on a string
Now it's spinning me around
I'm a stranger on my old stompin' ground
I was a bird on the wing, a song left to sing
Now I can't make a sound
I'm a stranger, just a stranger now
I'm a stranger on my old stompin' ground