Travelin' Home
I’m walkin’ down this road Lord
Don’t know where it’s taking me
Goin’ in circles take my hand here it is
Help me to jump these potholes
Lost my soul went searchin’ still
Lord I don’t know which road to take
Be my vision and show me
Where to look I cannot see
There are places I don’t want to be
Places I don’t want to see
But I had to be there
Lord I spoke to her she didn’t answer
It happened before
I hope it doesn’t happen again
But it will
I told you I loved you so many times
But you didn’t believe me
Maybe you did but life was unkind
That’s life even in death
Maybe I’ll see you when I’m in town
Away from here somewhere eternally quiet
We’ll run into each other away from here
On some street, it happens when I close my eyes
And shut out the laughter the cursing
and leave this angry world
It happens in a town but not here
Frank Black Blacharczyk
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