Monday, November 14, 2016

Long Walk Home

Bruce Does One:

The words have been in my head for about a week now.

Long Walk Home

Last night I stood at your doorstep
Trying to figure out what went wrong
You just slipped something into my palm
Then you were gone.

I could smell the same deep green of summer
Above me the night sky was glowin'
In the distance I could see the town where I was born.

It's gonna' be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me
Gonna be a long walk home
A long walk home.

In town I passed Sal's grocery
The barbershop on South Street
I looked into their faces
They were all rank strangers to me

The veterans' hall high up on the hill
Stood silent and alone
The diner was shuttered and boarded
With a sign that just said 'Gone.'

It's gonna' be a long walk home.

Here everybody has a neighbor
Everybody has a friend
Everybody has a reason to begin again.

My father said:
 'Son, we're lucky in this town
It's a beautiful place to be born
It just wraps it's arms around you
Nobody crowds you, nobody goes it alone"

It's gonna' be a long walk home.

"You know that flag flying over the courthouse
Means that certain things are set in stone
Who we are and what we'll do
and what we won't."

It's gonna' be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me

Gonna be a long walk home
A long walk home.
A long walk home.

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