The curtain falls, down she goes
So long worth
All the applause seems beautiful
It’s got a hold on her
She whispers, “I’ll go home”
And then she’s reminded
That she doesn’t know where that is

Thought she belonged
But she knows she don’t
Thought she had love
But it is not enough
The pain inside is speaking to her
How could she feel like this
So aimless

His glass falls
Breaks into a thousand pieces
Spilling out all he’s tried to hide
“I only wanted to be strong, to be brave
But it’s driven everyone away”

Thought he belonged
But he knows he don’t
Thought he had love
But it is not enough
The pain inside is speaking to him
How could he feel like this
So aimless

I’ve been him, and I’ve been her
Covered up under the dirt
I want to get out
I want to be free
And know where I’m going

Thought I belonged
But I know I don’t
Thought I had love
But it is not enough
An aching inside speaking to me
How could I feel like this
So aimless

They’ve always known this wasn’t home
I’ve always known this wasn’t home
		


		Written by Bethany Dillon and Ed Cash / Bethany Dillon: Acoustic Guitar / 
Dan Needham: Drums / 
Calvin Turner: Bass / 
Ed Cash: Organ, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Piano / 
Background Vocals: Bethany Dillon, Ed Cash / 

©2004 EMI CMG Music Publishing / Alletrope Music (BMI)


		

Behind the Song:
'Mel Gibson said once in an interview, “I’ve been at the height of success… I had money, looks, fame, talent… but it only made me emptier. It’s like, the more you have the emptier you get.” I think that’s a universal feeling; no matter how much we own, how many people like us, how well we’re known, there’s always that emptiness left in us, begging for an explanation. 

I remember every moment writing this song. From the time I hummed it out back in my room, it’s been very dear to me. Every word of it is telling my story and communicating my heart, but for some reason it felt right to have actual characters in it to embrace. 
“Aimless” is about that frustrating truth. That while we live in this world, it isn’t the home we are looking for desperately. Crack open your Bible and read for a bit, and you’ll see what I mean.

Something responds in us when we hear of the hope of glory, a heaven, a truly just and compassionate God. We long to see what we have not yet seen and yearn to grasp what is beyond us. Yet… there’s freedom to be found. Nothing in this world will ever fit or fill us and that leads us to the conclusion there must be something other than this. I think the last lines of this song sum it up pretty well—“They’ve always known this wasn’t home.”' - Bethany Dillon