The long walk home


I wasn't dead, no I wasn't alive

I trenched the earth with my own design

I kicked the dust up into my lifeless mind

I stood on a mountain I never climbed


I slept on a bed with open eyes

A bed never made

The bed never mine

I'd beg it and I'd fight it

To weak to even cry


God gave me the srength

And I used it to hide

God gave me love

And I left it behind


At the end of my rope

And down to the grind

I reached for the sky

For the very last time


I scream I am sorry

God smiled and sighed

He wrapped his arms around me

And he brought me to life


Now I'm in love

A woman devine

A heart of gold by nature

For whom I now walk the line 




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