All the Way Home

There’s a guy in a church wearing three pairs of socks Kneeling by the candles stealing coins from a box. There’s a guy on TV wearing three diamond rings Stealing from the faithful while a gospel group sings. You can label a man, but I swear it just goes to show you, Don’t care how far you fall, someone’s always a step below you. So let’s sing through the lonely time, Sing the chorus to a nursery rhyme, Let’s sing while the church bells chime All the way, all the way home. There’s a hush running deep through the wintertime woods; Gotta cup your ear to hear the oughts and the shoulds. There’s a nail through a board and it’s covered in snow Lying on the trail between the stop and the go. It’s the same song and dance, for I swear there’s a strong connection, You can follow the signs and be led in the wrong direction. But let’s sing when we feel distress As we wander through the wilderness. Let’s sing more and grumble less, All the way, all the way home. Lets sing of little joys that bring us happiness All the way, all the way home.