Kentucky Route Zero Soundtrack - This World Is Not My Home

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From the Act IV Soundtrack.
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i came from "fear of depths" clip by
Jacob Geller. This song is so beatiful

Dedgyblazer
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Metal rusts, and bones break, and towns die as people move elsewhere.

Things change, and pieces of them get lost that can never come back, and we mourn, and we let go, and we move on into something new.

And even if it's never the same, it can still be some kind of okay.

Someday.

Maybe.

-Ian Danskin

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"If Heaven's not my home/ oh Lord, what *will* I do?"
That's the line that stabs me right in the heart. Hoping for salvation in the hereafter because our way of life is so fundamentally hostile to *people*

I'm so sorry, Conway

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It has not been long, but here I am again.
I do not come back to this song and leave these messages on a regular basis, this place simply wanders back into my life after an indeterminate amount of time; seemingly after my views on life change and deepen.

I have come to realize that I do not want this to be played when I die. I have come to love this world in such a deep and satisfying manner that no matter the scars I bare digging through the violence, greed, and mud, I will never stop loving this place. When I first found this song I was in such denial over my belief that I truly did not understand myself, I resonated with a feeling of unbelonging to this would so heavily and so truly that I had not even realized such a root had taken hold; Purposelessness. I found love then, years later, and filed my purpose with the whims and wishes and happiness of another, how I had loved them so, but human beings are irrational. I was left by the wayside with no option but to leave them, their hand gripping my purpose full of their desires and tearing it out of me slowly, making sure that every part of my life cracked and splintered on the way. I turned inward, I thought with an empty mind, body, and soul for the first time. Only after I had been broken had my doubts began to leave me, had my fear begun to loosen its noose around my being, and had my thoughts breathed unconstrained.

I found my purpose among the shards of myself, creation, not of mere objects but of everything. The usage of the word "make" in all of its forms; the creation of happiness for others, the making of a legacy for myself, and the making of the small pieces of art that had dotted my life throughout every single day that I blinked, walked, and breathed. I found my faith there too, underlying and untouched, a string so thin I could not recognize it, but so strong that it would not be broken.

Purpose exists. For the Prayerful, the Scientific, and the Godless. Across every religion and even in absence, your purpose in life is dictated every day by things that you may never even realize you've been doing. As I pick up the pieces of my life and build them in a new way, I thank every day myself and those around me that I had not given up. My hands are new, forged from glass, as I dig through the mud they may become muddled but when I take my time at home to think, the mud washes away and I am clear.

Think. Think to find what you have been missing. All it takes is time. This world is my home, passing through takes a while, and on my dusty knees I kneel when I am tired I take the time to cry, at the beauties wrought by galaxies and god from a spec to a spectacle; a great gift to us all.

doodles
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*_"The Fear of Depths"_*
Not what it is, but what it contains.

Sagatoth
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Im not religious. I just miss the people that I dont have anymore. I miss my grandma. I miss my grandpa. I miss my dad. I miss the girl I loved the most that I've ever loved. I dont feel at home here anymore cause most of the people I love are gone. Life isnt as vibrant as it once was

ongitsdave
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I lost my mother to cancer recently, and I cry whenever I reach the line "I have a loving mother up in glory land and I don’t expect to stop until I shake her hand"
Just a really, really beautiful song.

Luke--
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Fear of Depths by Jacob Geller is not only one of my favourite Videos ever, it’s one of my favourite pieces of art, of prose. It introduced me to this song, and i am forever great full

wigglesandgrids
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Conway's departure was so sudden that I barely had time to react. Neither did anyone else, really. I don't know if it's sad, or if it's satisfying, or if it's adequate to the game's messages. These travelers, vagabonds, wanderers that you pick up along the way aren't there forever. They leave eventually, just like everyone else in reality. They can't be stuck to you, no matter how much you cherish them and their company. Unfortunately, life gets in the way and there's nothing you can do about it. I think this game has taught me to cherish the moment, to be thankful of the people in your life, fleeting as their presence may be. But I think it hurts with Conway the most, because he's the one that you started with...and his dog, Homer/Blue, aren't with him anymore. It's depressing...but that's just the way it is, I suppose.

It's time to go.

endertwelve
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This song just hit like a mack truck, honestly, both from a game perspective and in my own life. Genuinely brought me to tears...

TCPolecat
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This song hits really hard, more so because its was right after the moment I lost a friend that I'm not sure he evens consider me one.
A friend that I just met a few days ago (maybe even less).
A friend that I knew nothing and so much about at the same time.
A friend so distant, but so close.
I'll miss him, because I will never know why he took that decision.
But I know that he'll be okay.

LeonGuasJir
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It finally happened, I cried duein a song... R. I. P grandpa i love you!!

metrorno
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I don't know how he could get through that without bursting into tears. I love this piece and game.

grit
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Damn this is spectacular. There's no such thing as an original version of such an old song, but the Carter Family recorded the version that made this song famous, arguably, in the 1930s – and I recommend checking it out if you love this version. Not so broken-hearted but pretty country-gothic. And Woody Guthrie wrote a send-up of this song ("I ain't got no home") that's worth checking out.

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(Lyrics from the artist's bandcamp)

This world is not my home, I’m just passin' through
my treasures and my hopes are placed beyond the blue
many friends and kin have gone on before and
I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Oh lord you know I have no friend like you
if heaven’s not my home oh lord what will I do
angels beckon me to heaven’s open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore

I have a loving mother up in glory land
and I don’t expect to stop until I shake her hand
she’s waitin' now for me in heaven’s open door
and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore

Oh lord you know I have no friend like you
if heaven’s not my home oh lord what will I do
angels beckon me to heaven’s open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Adremelek
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I'm not religious at all, but I think this is a really interesting and beautiful perspective on death. I don't think it's for me at all, but I would still like to understand what it feels like, I hope it gives people comfort.

mellowsign
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This hit me so hard during IV. What a gem.

matthewd
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If the world ends tragically this will be the end credit song

noahwoah
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You know, I'm not religious and at this point I doubt I could be but I have this existential, almost nostalgic yearning for some unknowable place and I've been told that that is heaven. This song perfectly captures that yearning for heaven.

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This morning I was able to catch my neighbor before we left for work; come to be told that he and his family will for sure be moving right after he finishes the drywall job he's work on. I will definitely miss the friendship after nine years of having a good neighbor.
Then later after work, I got a notification from Twitch titled QSMP - Disconnect by FitMC. I rarely catch his streams but when i do I support Fit's efforts. This video was different, fitmc toured some parts of the QSMP server for the last time and then this song came on as Fit remembered his friends on the server. Marked graves on a multiplayer minecraft server has its sad meaning especially if knew the player.
Now, while my neighbors haven't left, I will do my best to spend more time with them especially Noah, he just turned 5 and likes playing minecraft. Noah is sweet in his own innocent way, noah's parents say he has a mild form of autism that effects his speech, but Noah I'll miss the most.

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