Long Way Home

It’s a long way home
He couldn’t see too well
His left eye was shot out in the war
And the other one was getting so tired of watching all of the time
It’s hard enough keep awake and alive on this cold day
As far as he knows
It’s gonna take 4 days
For the man to catch up with the mile
And there’s nothing that could ever be smiling quite like
Death at the door
He never thought that he would be poor like that again
He had a day dream
And a real need for a cigarette
The birds are falling
And it will dark soon
So he told his boots to carry on
On a granite stone
He didn’t sleep too well
He had her name at the end of his tongue
He made love to his memory
It stung him in the dark
Morning came and it ate his heart
Oh but the thunder of the river behind him
Brought him up to his knees
And he prayed hard enough to say please
Against his odds
He had a day dream
And a real need for a cigarette
The moon is calling
And it will be dark
So he told his boots to carry on