Long Way Home

Long Way Home - Sean Rowe

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

and the sunshine holding his mind

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