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Brother there are none but happy sendings

for the life you have chosen for your son

But it is his path now to pray for no dead endings

It is his path alone which he must run

And all the people that are waiting in my doorway

I cannot turn my fire will go black

I’ve waited long enough to know the wrong way

I’ve waited long enough and I’m going back

Back home back where I call home

Back home that’s what I call home

The currents that keep this river rolling

are the same ones that will hold you till you drown

And as you build your bridge to climb up and over,

you shed your skin and cringe as you look down

But can you bear to see your lover as you’re lowered

Will you catch her tears and strip her of her black

You can spend your life trying to stay sober

but the devil ain’t ashamed to take you back

Back home back where he calls home

Back home that’s what he calls home

Home

It’s a common wish to want it back but all that he offers is all you lack

The only hard part is to make it stop

But try as you might something stalls, until you can walk there you will crawl

Until that day you will roll

You roll

Back home back where you call home

Back home that’s what you call home

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