Walking Home
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Music & Lyrics by Jeff Black
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from new hope to fairview
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when I was just a boy
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past the monuments to certainty
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the confederate soldiers joy
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I remember walking home at midnight
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down cemetery road
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listening to my footsteps
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and some crazy old stray dog
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just because I believe in love
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just because I believe in love
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doesn't mean I'm a pushover baby
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so for the sake of argument I shouted
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but no one could hear the sound
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of shattered glass and disappointment
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and all my theories just come tumbling down
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that you need a witness to be happy
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solid numbers to be known
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that there is some sort of honor here in the suffering
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for all the little foolish things I've done
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just because I break some laws
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just because I break some laws
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doesn't mean I'm a criminal baby
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it took so long to cut through how I feel
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what's mine is the reward here and not the deal
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it's just a field of stone and an ushers crown
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then there's orion through the timber
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december's come and gone again
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steady now keep moving we're going to get there
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by the makers hand
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understanding must mean something
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what I don't know
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what I don't know
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what I don't know
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seems like I'm always searching for some meaning
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it's patience and providence I suppose
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now it's gratitude for faint mistakes
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and the power to refute
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hacksaws and forgiveness
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a little time down by the river
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is something I could use about now
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just because I'm walking in the shadows
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just because I'm walking in the shadows
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don't mean I'm a vagrant baby
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Jeff Black
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A O 2011 Lotos Nile Music BMI
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Walking Home
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Jeff Black |