I'm Home ft. Fukase English
Channel: 4isukurimu
Date: 28/01/2024

Find I’m Home elsewhere ×ヽ(•ε • )
SoundCloud ► https://soundcloud.com/4isukurimu/im-home

Music × Video ► 4isukurimu
Vocal ► Fukase English
Chorus ► Rin & Len English, Chris & Amy (plus Una doing “heys”)

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Happy 8th Birthday Fukase!!  🎉❌🎉❌🎉❌🎉❌🎉❌🎉❌🎉❌🎉❌

It really has been 8 years!! I thought it would come in a long time during his 6th but wowee here we are 💖🎉 The lyrics are surprisingly personal, guess I wanna go back to our family farm lol 🌱 It’s also obvious I’ve been watching/playing iyashikei for a while, I have an inside joke where charas can literally just start drinking water and I’d be bawling 🤡😭 Unfortunately busier than usual during this summer break, I would’ve liked to polish this up more esp with the tuning, animation and typos but alas 🤸🏻‍♀️
Here’s to growing our own crops and eating the food we’ve made together!! 🌾 Ofc as always, thanks for listening!! Hope you all enjoyed ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ🎉💖

A word from Point
For every comment, I’ll be sneaking in the replies to lead you to neighboring gardens!! I’ll point to some crops to start off your own Fukase feast!! Maybe one day you’ll be able to grow your own seeds!!
( • ɜ•)ノ×

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▼▼Download▼▼
This includes the instrumental, vocals tuned VPR and (uncleaned) vocal MIDI :D
https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/a13hbic6q6n2l32aoua5p/h?rlkey=zq9ka8gbhb8uuqipg7o24s6c5&dl=0

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▼▼Lyrics▼▼

A tricycle ride to the rice fields, what would you want to eat?
I look over past the mountains, today our plans are set
Let’s go with the sticks we found
With a hop, skip, sound to your own beat
I don’t have to bring the laundry in just yet

Spending our days singing useless trivial things
While you do your summer project with me

Watching the morning grain
Running to fields of hay
Reaping the yields from the seeds you’ve grown
All by your hands alone
Laughing our sweat away
Smiling off yesterday
We’ll make a feast and for this I know
I'll wait for your “I’m home”

Around waterways, our hideout tucked with bugs in summer heat
I’ll look for your lost Point blankie, so next time don’t forget
Let’s go with the sticks we found
With a sketch, write down on empty sheets
There’s still many things we haven’t learned just yet

Among the green, as the wind chimes ring
All the bruises when we played will heal

Mixing the food you’ve grown
So this is the smell of home
Though now we look up to different skies
This flavour won't say goodbye

Watching the evening grain
Running to fields of hay
Doing summer projects with someone else
I hope you're doing well
Laughing our sweat away
Smiling off yesterday
I’ve seen you go but yet this I know
I'll wait for your “I’m home”
Then I'll say “welcome home”