November 11, 2024
Have you ever passed by someone in need of help on the street without stopping? That’s what happened to John Sierra. Of course, moments later, the little angel inside all of us tapped him on the shoulder to remind him that we could all be in that situation. And John remembered certain childhood memories, as he shared with us: "My own version of feeling like an outcast, of being overlooked and 'unseen' reminded me of how it feels. Every time in my life that I felt that way, which was most of my childhood (either emotional neglect from parents or being the brunt of some school bully’s taunts), it hurt. Deeply. In fact, it created in me a sense of shame I still have to fight."
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A bit more about John Sierra
Since his teenage years, songwriting has been John's way of processing loss, hurt, and longing. However, in his early 20s, he chose the "safer" path of playing guitar for the alt-rock band Attalus (Facedown Records), setting aside his dream of being a solo artist. Fear of failure and self-doubt led him to hide, and eventually, his life fell apart through addiction, costing him relationships, the band, and his dream. He even sold all his music gear, except for his father's acoustic guitar. Through therapy and faith, John found healing, began mending relationships, and rediscovered his passion for songwriting. In the past four years, he's released his first acoustic EP, performed over 300 shows, and become a Grammy voting member and NSAI coordinator. His latest single is the first in an 8-song release cycle over the next few months.
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Lyrics
There’s a man who sits by the wayside
Cup in hand, as he searches the eyes of the passersby,
But none look back
He reflects on the days of his youth,
When the world was kind and death wasn’t yet true
Lonely he sits...
Maybe we’re all looking for home
And a place where we could be known
Maybe we’re all looking for love
Maybe we’re all,
Maybe we’re all,
Maybe we’re all
Looking for home
And a girl walks on the street side,
Past the man, unaware she’s died on the inside
Of a broken heart
She hides in the glitz and the glam
Many lovers, yet still as lonely as that man
But she’d never tell…
Maybe we’re all looking for home
And a place where we could be known
Maybe we’re all looking for love,
No more feeling alone
Maybe we’re all,
Maybe we’re all,
Maybe we’re all,
Looking for home
We are not so different, are we?
Seems like we’re all running from the same things
We are not so different, are we?
Trying to make sense of the brokenness within…
Maybe we’re all looking for home
And a place where we could be known
Maybe we’re all looking for love,
No more feeling alone
Maybe we’re all, maybe we’re all, maybe we’re all …
Maybe we’re all, maybe we’re all, maybe we’re all …
Looking for home
